cried Scrooge

cried ScroogeSuddenly Scrooge realized they were standing on an open country road，canvas bagwith fields on each side．London，the fog，and the darkness had all disappeared，and it was a clear，cold， winter day，with snow on the ground．

‘Good Heavens！’cried Scrooge．‘I was born near here！I rememher it well！’cried ScroogeThe spirit looked kindly at the old man．‘How strange that you've forgotten it for so many years！What is that on your face？Are you crying？’

Scrooge put a hand over his eyes．‘It's nothing—I've got a cold，that's all．Take me where you want，spirit！’cried ScroogeScrooge recognized every field，post，canvas bagand tree，as they walked along the road towards a little market town．All around thgm were young schoolboys on horses and in farmers’carts，laughing and wishing each other a merry Christmas，as they travelled to their homes for the Christmas holiday．