The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"It's humbug still!" said Scrooge. "I won't believe it."
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SPAMCAPITAL OMEGA: THE REMAKE OF THE REMAKE OF THE SPAM
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The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
His colour changed though, when, without a pause,
it came on through the heavy door, and passed into
the room before his eyes. Upon its coming in, the
dying flame leaped up, as though it cried, "I know
him; Marley's Ghost!" and fell again.
it came on through the heavy door, and passed into
the room before his eyes. Upon its coming in, the
dying flame leaped up, as though it cried, "I know
him; Marley's Ghost!" and fell again.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
The same face: the very same. Marley in his pigtail,
usual waistcoat, tights and boots; the tassels on
the latter bristling, like his pigtail, and his coat-skirts,
and the hair upon his head. The chain he drew was
clasped about his middle.
usual waistcoat, tights and boots; the tassels on
the latter bristling, like his pigtail, and his coat-skirts,
and the hair upon his head. The chain he drew was
clasped about his middle.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
It was long, and wound about him like a tail;
and it was made (for Scrooge observed it
closely) of cash-boxes, keys, padlocks,
ledgers, deeds, and heavy purses wrought in steel.
His body was transparent; so that Scrooge, observing him,
and looking through his waistcoat, could see
the two buttons on his coat behind.
and it was made (for Scrooge observed it
closely) of cash-boxes, keys, padlocks,
ledgers, deeds, and heavy purses wrought in steel.
His body was transparent; so that Scrooge, observing him,
and looking through his waistcoat, could see
the two buttons on his coat behind.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
Scrooge had often heard it said that Marley had no
bowels, but he had never believed it until now.
bowels, but he had never believed it until now.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
No, nor did he believe it even now. Though he
looked the phantom through and through, and saw
it standing before him; though he felt the chilling
influence of its death-cold eyes; and marked the very
texture of the folded kerchief bound about its head
and chin, which wrapper he had not observed before;
he was still incredulous, and fought against his senses.
looked the phantom through and through, and saw
it standing before him; though he felt the chilling
influence of its death-cold eyes; and marked the very
texture of the folded kerchief bound about its head
and chin, which wrapper he had not observed before;
he was still incredulous, and fought against his senses.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"How now!" said Scrooge, caustic and cold as ever.
"What do you want with me?"
"What do you want with me?"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Much!"--Marley's voice, no doubt about it.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Who are you?"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Ask me who I was."
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Who were you then?" said Scrooge, raising his
voice. "You're particular, for a shade." He was going
to say "to a shade," but substituted this, as more
appropriate.
voice. "You're particular, for a shade." He was going
to say "to a shade," but substituted this, as more
appropriate.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"In life I was your partner, Jacob Marley."
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Can you--can you sit down?" asked Scrooge, looking
doubtfully at him.
doubtfully at him.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"I can."
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Do it, then."
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
Scrooge asked the question, because he didn't know
whether a ghost so transparent might find himself in
a condition to take a chair; and felt that in the event
of its being impossible, it might involve the necessity
of an embarrassing explanation. But the ghost sat
down on the opposite side of the fireplace, as if he
were quite used to it.
whether a ghost so transparent might find himself in
a condition to take a chair; and felt that in the event
of its being impossible, it might involve the necessity
of an embarrassing explanation. But the ghost sat
down on the opposite side of the fireplace, as if he
were quite used to it.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"You don't believe in me," observed the Ghost.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"I don't," said Scrooge.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"What evidence would you have of my reality beyond that of
your senses?"
your senses?"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"I don't know," said Scrooge.