A Christmas Carol: The First of the Three Spirits

498.817 - 527.081 Keith Morrison

The darkness and the mist had vanished with it, for it was a clear, cold winter day with snow upon the ground. "'Good heaven!' said Scrooge, clasping his hands together as he looked about him. "'I was bred in this place. I was a boy here.' The spirit gazed upon him mildly. Its gentle touch, though it had been light and instantaneous, appeared still present to the old man's sense of feeling.