An excerpt from A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
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Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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Once upon a time of all the good days in the year! On christmas Eve, old scrooge sat busy in his counting house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather, foggy with all he could hear the people in the court outside go wheezing up and down, beating their hands upon their breasts and stamping their feet up on the pavement stones to warm them. The city clocks had only just gone three, but it was quite dark already had not been light all day, and candles were flaring in the windows of the neighboring offices, grubby smears upon the palpable brown air. The fog came pouring in at every *** and keyhole, and was so dense without, although the court was of the narrowest, the houses opposite were mere phantoms to see the dingy cloud come drooping down, obscuring everything one might have thought that nature lived hard by, and was brewing on a large scale. The door of scrooge's counting house was open, that he might keep his eye upon his clerk, who, in a dismal little cell beyond a sort of tank, was copying letters. Scrooge had a very small fire, but the clerks fire was so very much smaller That it looked like one coal, but he couldn't replenish it, for scrooge kept the cold box in his own room, and so surely as the clerk came in with the shovel, the master predicted that it would be necessary for them to part wherefore the clerk put on his white comforter, and tried to warm himself at the candle, in which effort! Not being a man of a strong imagination, he failed. a merry christmas. Uncle, God save you! Cried a cheerful voice. It was the voice of Scrooge's nephew who came upon him so quickly. This was the first intimation he had of his approach. Bah! Said scrooge humbug.