Enter Scrooge, timidly, L.
Spir. Come in, and know me better, man. You have never seen the like of me before.
Scro. Never.
Spir. Have never walked forthwith the younger members of my family, meaning—for I am very young—my elder brothers, born in these later years?
Scro. I don't think I have. I am afraid I have not. Have you had many brothers, Spirit?
Spir. More than eighteen hundred.
Scro. A tremendous family to provide for. Spirit, conduct me where you will. I went forth last night on compulsion, and I learned a lesson which is working now. To-night, if you have aught to teach me, let me profit by it.
Spir. Touch my robe, and remember that we are invisible, and unable to manifest our presence to those with whom we come in contact. Loose not your hold, lest you should lose yourself. [Exeunt L.]
SCENE II.—Bob Cratchit's home. Mrs. Cratchit discovered laying cloth. Belinda assisting her. Master Peter Cratchit blowing the fire.
Mrs. C. What has ever got your precious father, then? And your brother, Tiny Tim! And Martha warn't as late last Christmas Day by half an hour?