Рождественская история

Chapter 1

           Thecellar-doorflewopenwithaboomingsound,andthenheheardthenoisemuchlouder,onthefloorsbelow;thencomingupthestairs;thencomingstraighttowardshisdoor.

           ‘It’shumbugstill!’saidScrooge.‘Iwon’tbelieveit.

           Hiscolourchangedthough,when,withoutapause,itcameonthroughtheheavydoor,andpassedintotheroombeforehiseyes.Uponitscomingin,thedyingflameleapedup,asthoughitcried‘Iknowhim;Marley’sGhost!’andfellagain.

           Thesameface:theverysame.Marleyinhispigtail,usualwaistcoat,tightsandboots;thetasselsonthelatterbristling,likehispigtail,andhiscoat-skirts,andthehairuponhishead.Thechainhedrewwasclaspedabouthismiddle.Itwaslong,andwoundabouthimlikeatail;anditwasmade(forScroogeobserveditclosely)ofcash-boxes,keys,padlocks,ledgers,deeds,andheavypurseswroughtinsteel.Hisbodywastransparent;sothatScrooge,observinghim,andlookingthroughhiswaistcoat,couldseethetwobuttonsonhiscoatbehind.

           ScroogehadoftenhearditsaidthatMarleyhadnobowels,buthehadneverbelievedituntilnow.

           No,nordidhebelieveitevennow.Thoughhelookedthephantomthroughandthrough,andsawitstandingbeforehim;thoughhefeltthechillinginfluenceofitsdeath-coldeyes;andmarkedtheverytextureofthefoldedkerchiefboundaboutitsheadandchin,whichwrapperhehadnotobservedbefore;hewasstillincredulous,andfoughtagainsthissenses.

           ‘Hownow!’saidScrooge,causticandcoldasever.

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