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Chapter 2
Andyou’retobeaman!’saidthechild,openinghereyes,‘andarenevertocomebackhere;butfirst,we’retobetogetheralltheChristmaslong,andhavethemerriesttimeinalltheworld!’
‘Youarequiteawoman,littleFan!’exclaimedtheboy.
Sheclappedherhandsandlaughed,andtriedtotouchhishead;butbeingtoolittle,laughedagain,andstoodontiptoetoembracehim.Thenshebegantodraghim,inherchildisheagerness,towardsthedoor;andhe,nothinglothtogo,accompaniedher.
Aterriblevoiceinthehallcried.‘BringdownMasterScrooge’sbox,there!’andinthehallappearedtheschoolmasterhimself,whoglaredonMasterScroogewithaferociouscondescension,andthrewhimintoadreadfulstateofmindbyshakinghandswithhim.Hethenconveyedhimandhissisterintotheveriestoldwellofashiveringbest-parlourthateverwasseen,wherethemapsuponthewall,andthecelestialandterrestrialglobesinthewindows,werewaxywithcold.Hereheproducedadecanterofcuriouslylightwine,andablockofcuriouslyheavycake,andadministeredinstallmentsofthosedaintiestotheyoungpeople:atthesametime,sendingoutameagreservanttoofferaglassofsomethingtothepostboy,whoansweredthathethankedthegentleman,butifitwasthesametapashehadtastedbefore,hehadrathernot.
