A Christmas Carol: The Last of the Spirits

1478.464 - 1506.157 Keith Morrison

He looked at the work upon the table and praised the industry and speed of Mrs. Cratchit and the girls. They would be done long before Sunday, he said. Sunday? You went today, then, Robert? said his wife. Yes, my dear returned Bob. I wish you could have gone. It would have done you good to see how green a place it is. But you'll see it often. I promised him that I would walk there on Sunday.