Sheclappedherhandsandlaughed，andtriedtotouchhishead；butbeingtoolittle，laughedagain，andstoodontiptoetoembracehim。Thenshebegantodraghim，inherchildisheagerness，towardsthedoor；andhe，nothinglothtogo，accompaniedher。
Aterriblevoiceinthehallcried。``BringdownMasterScrooge’sbox，there!’’andinthehallappearedtheschoolmasterhimself，whoglaredonMasterScroogewithaferociouscondescension，andthrewhimintoadreadfulstateofmindbyshakinghandswithhim。Hethenconveyedhimandhissisterintotheveriestoldwellofashiveringbest—parlourthateverwasseen，wherethemapsuponthewall，andthecelestialandterrestrialglobesinthewindows，werewaxywithcold。Hereheproducedadecanterofcuriouslylightwine，andablockofcuriouslyheavycake，andadministeredinstalmentsofthosedaintiestotheyoungpeople：atthesametime，sendingoutameagreservanttoofferaglassofsomethingtothepostboy，whoansweredthathethankedthegentleman，butifitwasthesametapashehadtastedbefore，hehadrathernot。MasterScrooge’strunkbeingbythistimetiedontothetopofthechaise，thechildrenbadetheschoolmastergood—byerightwillingly；andgettingintoit，drovegailydownthegarden—sweep：thequickwheelsdashingthehoar—frostandsnowfromoffthedarkleavesoftheevergreenslikespray。
``Alwaysadelicatecreature，whomabreathmighthavewithered，’’saidtheGhost。``Butshehadalargeheart!’’
``Soshehad，’’criedScrooge。``You’reright，Iwillnotgainsayit，Spirit。Godforbid!’’
``Shediedawoman，’’saidtheGhost，``andhad，asIthink，children。’’