Transcript
Narrator/Scrooge (0:00)
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Ghost of Christmas Past (0:39)
Although the ghost and Scrooge had but that moment left the school behind them, they were now in the busy thoroughfares of a city where shadowy passengers passed and repassed, where shadowy carts and coaches battled for the way and all the strife and tumult of a real city were. It was made plain enough by the dressing of the shops that here too, it was Christmas time again. But it was evening and the streets were lighted up. The ghost stopped at a certain warehouse store. Do you know it?
Narrator/Scrooge (1:08)
Know it was I apprenticed here.
Ghost of Christmas Past (1:11)
They went in. An old gentleman in a Welsh wig sat behind a high desk, and if he had been two inches taller, he must have knocked his head against the ceiling.
Narrator/Scrooge (1:20)
Why, it's old Fezziwig. Bless his heart. It's Fezziwig alive again.
Ghost of Christmas Past (1:28)
Old Fezziwig laid down his pen and looked up at the clock, which pointed to the hour of seven. He rubbed his hands, adjusted his capricious waistcoat, laughed all over himself from his shoes to his organ of benevolence, and called out in a comfortable, oily, rich, fat, jovial voice, yo ho there, Ebenezer.
Narrator/Scrooge (1:53)
Dick.
Ghost of Christmas Past (1:54)
Scrooge's former self, now grown a young man, came briskly in, accompanied by his fellow prentice, Dick Wilkins, to be sure.
Narrator/Scrooge (2:03)
Bless me. Yes, there he is. He was very much attached to me, was Dick. Poor Dick. Dear, dear. Yo ho, my boys. No more work tonight. Christmas Eve, Dick. Christmas. Ebenezer, let's have the shutters up before a man can say Jack Robinson.
Ghost of Christmas Past (2:25)
Yes, sir. Right away, sir. You wouldn't believe how those two fellows went at it. They charged into the street with the shutters. One, two, three, had em up in their places. Four, five, six, barred em and pinned em. Seven, eight, nine. And came back before you could have got to 12, panting like racehorses.
