foghorn
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A Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens.
How come Scrooge lets his clerk, Bob Cratchit, have Christmas day off, yet, Scrooge's nephew Fred keeps his maid working on Christmas day.
And, to top it, there's more work for the maid then usual, a dinner party.
If you ask me, I would say those Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Yet to come, visited the wrong man, it should have been Fred the slave driver.
How come Scrooge lets his clerk, Bob Cratchit, have Christmas day off, yet, Scrooge's nephew Fred keeps his maid working on Christmas day.
And, to top it, there's more work for the maid then usual, a dinner party.
He passed the door a dozen times before he had the courage to go up and knock. But he made a dash and did it.
'Is your master at home, my dear?' said Scrooge to the girl. 'Nice girl! Very.'
'Yes, sir.'
'Where is he, my love?' said Scrooge.
'He's in the dining-room, sir, along with mistress. I'll show you upstairs, if you please.'
If you ask me, I would say those Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Yet to come, visited the wrong man, it should have been Fred the slave driver.