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A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
69
" It's hanging there now," replied the boy.
" Is it ?" said Scrooge. " Go and buy it."
" Walk-ER ! " exclaimed the boy.
"No, no," said Scrooge, "I am in earnest. Go and buy it, and tell 'em to bring it here, that I may give them the direction where to take it. Come back with the man, and I'll give you a shilling. Come back with him in less than five minutes, and I'll give you half-a-crown ! "
The boy was off like a shot. He must have had a steady hand at a trigger who could have got a shot off half so fast.
" I'll send it to Bob Cratchit's !" whispered Scrooge, rubbing his hands, and splitting with a laugh. " He shan't know who sends it. It's twice the size of Tiny Tim. Joe Miller never made such a joke as sending it to Bob's will be !"
The hand in which he wrote the address was not a steady one, but write it he did, somehow, and went down stairs to open the street door, ready for the coming of the poulterer's man. As he stood there, waiting his arrival, the knocker caught his eye.
" I shall love it, as long as I live!" cried Scrooge, patting it with his hand. " I scarcely ever looked at it before. What an honest expression it has in its face! It's a wonderful knocker! —Here's the Turkey. Hallo ! Whoop ! How are you ! -Merry Christmas!"
It was a Turkey ! He could never have stood upon his legs, that bird. He would have snapped 'em short off in a minute, like sticks of sealing-wax.
"Why, it's impossible to carry that to Camden Town," said Scrooge. "You must have a cab."
The chuckle with which he said this, and the chuckle with which he paid for the turkey, and the chuckle with which he paid for the cab, and the chuckle with which he recompensed the boy, were only to be exceeded by the chuckle with which he sat down breathless in his chair again, and chuckled till he cried.
Shaving was not an easy task, for his hand continued to shake very much; and shaving requires attention, even when you don't dance while you are at it. But if he had cut the end of his nose off, he would have put a piece of sticking-plaster over it, and been quite satisfied.
He dressed himself " all in his best," and at last got out into the streets. The people were by this time pouring forth, as he had seen them with the Ghost of Christmas Present ; and walking with his hands behind him, Scrooge regarded everyone with a delighted smile. He looked so irresistibly pleasant, in a word, that three or four good-humoured fellows said, "Good morning, Sir!
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