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Chapter 2

           Butthestrangestthingaboutitwas,thatfromthecrownofitsheadtheresprungabrightclearjetoflight,bywhichallthiswasvisible;andwhichwasdoubtlesstheoccasionofitsusing,initsdullermoments,agreatextinguisherforacap,whichitnowheldunderitsarm.

           Eventhis,though,whenScroogelookedatitwithincreasingsteadiness,wasnotitsstrangestquality.Forasitsbeltsparkledandglitterednowinonepartandnowinanother,andwhatwaslightoneinstant,atanothertimewasdark,sothefigureitselffluctuatedinitsdistinctness:beingnowathingwithonearm,nowwithoneleg,nowwithtwentylegs,nowapairoflegswithoutahead,nowaheadwithoutabody:ofwhichdissolvingparts,nooutlinewouldbevisibleinthedensegloomwhereintheymeltedaway.Andintheverywonderofthis,itwouldbeitselfagain;distinctandclearasever.

           ‘AreyoutheSpirit,sir,whosecomingwasforetoldtome?’askedScrooge.

           ‘Iam.

           Thevoicewassoftandgentle.Singularlylow,asifinsteadofbeingsoclosebesidehim,itwereatadistance.

           ‘Who,andwhatareyou?’Scroogedemanded.

           ‘IamtheGhostofChristmasPast.

           ‘LongPast?’inquiredScrooge:observantofitsdwarfishstature.

           ‘No.Yourpast.

           Perhaps,Scroogecouldnothavetoldanybodywhy,ifanybodycouldhaveaskedhim;buthehadaspecialdesiretoseetheSpiritinhiscap;andbeggedhimtobecovered.

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