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SPAMCAPITAL OMEGA: THE REMAKE OF THE REMAKE OF THE SPAM

Top couple, too; with a good stiff piece of work cut out for
them; three or four and twenty pair of partners; people who
were not to be trifled with; people who would dance, and
had no notion of walking.
 
But if they had been twice as many--ah, four times--old
Fezziwig would have been a match for them, and so would
Mrs. Fezziwig. As to her, she was worthy to be his partner
in every sense of the term.
 
If that's not high praise, tell me higher, and I'll use it.
A positive light appeared to issue from Fezziwig's calves.
They shone in every part of the dance like moons. You
couldn't have predicted, at any given time, what would
have become of them next.
 
And when old Fezziwig and Mrs. Fezziwig had gone all through
the dance; advance and retire, both hands to your partner,
bow and curtsey, corkscrew, thread-the-needle, and back
again to your place; Fezziwig "cut"--cut so deftly, that he
appeared to wink with his legs, and came upon his feet again
without a stagger.
 
When the clock struck eleven, this domestic ball broke up.
Mr. and Mrs. Fezziwig took their stations, one on either side
of the door, and shaking hands with every person individually
as he or she went out, wished him or her a Merry Christmas.
 
When everybody had retired but the two 'prentices, they did
the same to them; and thus the cheerful voices died away,
and the lads were left to their beds; which were under a
counter in the back-shop.
 
During the whole of this time, Scrooge had acted like a
man out of his wits. His heart and soul were in the scene,
and with his former self. He corroborated everything,
remembered everything, enjoyed everything, and underwent
the strangest agitation.
 
A CHRISTMAS CAROL by Charles Dickens

It was not until now, when the bright faces of his former self
and Dick were turned from them, that he remembered the
Ghost, and became conscious that it was looking full upon him,
while the light upon its head burnt very clear.
 
The Spirit signed to him to listen to the two apprentices,
who were pouring out their hearts in praise of Fezziwig:
and when he had done so, said,
 
"Why! Is it not? He has spent but a few pounds of
your mortal money: three or four perhaps. Is that so
much that he deserves this praise?"
 
"It isn't that," said Scrooge, heated by the remark, and
speaking unconsciously like his former, not his latter, self.
"It isn't that, Spirit. He has the power to render us happy
or unhappy; to make our service light or burdensome; a
pleasure or a toil.
 
Say that his power lies in words and looks; in things so slight
and insignificant that it is impossible to add and count 'em up:
what then? The happiness he gives, is quite as great as if it
cost a fortune."
 
His former self turned down the lamps as he gave utterance
to the wish; and Scrooge and the Ghost again stood side by
side in the open air.
 
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