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I found every breath of air, and every scent, and every flower and leaf and blade of grass, and every passing cloud, and everything in nature, more beautiful and wonderful to me than I had ever found it yet.  This was my first gain from my illness.  How little I had lost, when the wide world was so full of delight for me.

"We thought that, perhaps," said I, hesitating, "it is right to begin with the obligations of home, sir; and that, perhaps, while those are overlooked and neglected, no other duties can possibly be substituted for them."

But the truth is, brother, I am a—I am a kind of a weed, and it's too late to plant me in a regular garden.

The curtains of his bed where drawn aside, I tell you, by a hand. Not the curtains at his feet, nor the curtains at his back, but those to witch his face was adressed. The curtains of his bed where drawn aside; and Scrooge, starting up into a half-recumbent attitude, found himself face to face with the unearthly visitor who drew them: as close to it as I am now to you, and I am standing in the spirit at your elbow.

'Over!' repeated Mr Meagles, who appeared (though without any ill-nature) to be in that peculiar state of mind in which the last word spoken by anybody else is a new injury. 'Over! and why should I say no more about it because it's over?'

"Jeg gjentar," sa tante, "at ingen annen enn jeg vet hvilken utmerket hjerne denne mannen er i besittelse av, og han er det føyeligste og elskverdigste menneske av verden. Hvilken betydning kan det da ha om han setter opp en drage en gang i mellom? Franklin satte opp drager, han også, og han var kveker eller noe i den retningen om jeg ikke tar feil, og det er atskillig latterligere at en kveker setter opp drager enn at andre gjør det."

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

"Dens herre ville i hvert fall ha godt av rideturen," sa tante og kastet et blikk på papirene på skrivebordet foran meg. "Akk ja, barn, du tilbringer mange timer her. Før når jeg leste bøker, tenkte jeg aldri på hvilket arbeid det var å skrive dem."

"Det hender at det er arbeid nok å lese dem," svarte jeg. "Og det har jo sin egen sjarm å skrive dem, vet du, tante."

When the boy is worth a hundred pounds to me, am I to lose what chance threw me in the way of getting safely, through the whims of a drunken gang that I could whistle away the lives of! And me bound, too, to a born devil, that only wants the will and has the power.