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Then
the
shouting
and
the
struggling
,
and
the
onslaught
that
was
made
on
the
defenceless
porter
!
The
scaling
him
with
chairs
for
ladders
to
dive
into
his
pockets
,
despoil
him
of
brown-paper
parcels
,
hold
on
tight
by
his
cravat
,
hug
him
round
his
neck
,
pommel
his
back
,
and
kick
his
legs
in
irrepressible
affection
!
The
shouts
of
wonder
and
delight
with
which
the
development
of
every
package
was
received
!
The
terrible
announcement
that
the
baby
had
been
taken
in
the
act
of
putting
a
doll
's
frying-pan
into
his
mouth
,
and
was
more
than
suspected
of
having
swallowed
a
fictitious
turkey
,
glued
on
a
wooden
platter
!
The
immense
relief
of
finding
this
a
false
alarm
!
The
joy
,
and
gratitude
,
and
ecstasy
!
They
are
all
indescribable
alike
.
It
is
enough
that
by
degrees
the
children
and
their
emotions
got
out
of
the
parlour
,
and
by
one
stair
at
a
time
,
up
to
the
top
of
the
house
;
where
they
went
to
bed
,
and
so
subsided
.
And
now
Scrooge
looked
on
more
attentively
than
ever
,
when
the
master
of
the
house
,
having
his
daughter
leaning
fondly
on
him
,
sat
down
with
her
and
her
mother
at
his
own
fireside
;
and
when
he
thought
that
such
another
creature
,
quite
as
graceful
and
as
full
of
promise
,
might
have
called
him
father
,
and
been
a
spring-time
in
the
haggard
winter
of
his
life
,
his
sight
grew
very
dim
indeed
.
'
Belle
,
'
said
the
husband
,
turning
to
his
wife
with
a
smile
,
'
I
saw
an
old
friend
of
yours
this
afternoon
.
'
'
Who
was
it
?
'
'
Guess
!
'
'
How
can
I
?
Tut
,
do
n't
I
know
,
'
she
added
in
the
same
breath
,
laughing
as
he
laughed
.
'
Mr
Scrooge
.
'
'
Mr
Scrooge
it
was
I
passed
his
office
window
;
and
as
it
was
not
shut
up
,
and
he
had
a
candle
inside
,
I
could
scarcely
help
seeing
him
.
His
partner
lies
upon
the
point
of
death
,
I
hear
;
and
there
he
sat
alone
.
Quite
alone
in
the
world
,
I
do
believe
.
'
'
Spirit
,
'
said
Scrooge
in
a
broken
voice
,
'
remove
me
from
this
place
.
'
'
I
told
you
these
were
shadows
of
the
things
that
have
been
,
'
said
the
Ghost
.
'
That
they
are
what
they
are
,
do
not
blame
me
.
'
