stave 3

• 'there was nothing very cheerful in the climate or the town, and yet was there an air of cheerfulness abroad that the clearest summer air and brightest summer sun might have endeavoured to diffuse in vain'
• 'mr. scrooge!' said bob; 'i'll give you mr. scrooge, the founder of the feast!'
• 'the founder of the feast indeed!' cried mrs. cratchit, reddening. 'i wish i had him here. i'd give him a piece of my mind to feast upon, and i hope he'd have a good appetite for it'
• 'my dear' said bob, 'the children, christmas day'