A Christmas Carol: Wide margin annotation edition (Annotation Editions)

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Its gentle touch, though it had been light and instantaneous, appeared still present to the old man’s sense of feeling.

Quite satisfied, he closed his door, and locked himself in; double-locked himself in, which was not his custom. Scrooge is not just a grumpy old man – he is a “squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner”. Scrooge muttered, with an unusual catching in his voice, that it was a pimple; and begged the Ghost to lead him where he would .Away they all went, twenty couples at once; hands half round and back again the other way; down the middle and up again; round and round in various stages of affectionate grouping; old top couple always turning up in the wrong place; new top couple starting off again, as soon as they got there; all top couples at last, and not a bottom one to help them. 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.

reveals Scrooge's cold heart - he would rather see the poor people die than give them some money to help, he is frigid and selfish.

Nobody under the table, nobody under the sofa ; a small fire in the grate; spoon and basin ready; and the little saucepan of gruel (Scrooge had a cold in his head) upon the hob. Why, it isn’t possible,’ said Scrooge, ` that I can have slept through a whole day and far into another night. The apparition walked backward from him; and at every step it took, the window raised itself a little, so that when the spectre reached it, it was wide open. Near to the winter fire sat a beautiful young girl, so like that last that Scrooge believed it was the same, until he saw her, now a comely matron, sitting opposite her daughter.

Scrooge expressed himself much obliged, but could not help thinking that a night of unbroken rest would have been more conducive to that end. The Ghost smiled thoughtfully , and waved its hand: saying as it did so, `Let us see another Christmas.When this result was brought about, old Fezziwig, clapping his hands to stop the dance, cried out,’ Well done.

Say that his power lies in words and looks; in things so slight and insignificant that it is impossible to add and count them up: what then . He gave the cap a parting squeeze, in which his hand relaxed; and had barely time to reel to bed, before he sank into a heavy sleep . Another idol has displaced me ; and if it can cheer and comfort you in time to come, as I would have tried to do , I have no just cause to grieve.He resolved to lie awake until the hour was passed; and, considering that he could no more go to sleep than go to heaven, this was, perhaps, the wisest resolution in his power.