A Christmas Carol: Marley’s Ghost

603.59 - 631.75 Keith Morrison

He stopped at the outer door to bestow the greetings of the season on the clerk, who, cold as he was, was warmer than Scrooge, for he returned them cordially. There's another fellow, muttered Scrooge, who overheard him. My clerk was fifteen shillings a week and a wife and family, talking about a merry Christmas. The clerk, in letting Scrooge's nephew out, had let two other people in.