This is the narrator’s first speech. In it, they set the scene for
A Christmas Carol. Being a Ghost Story at Christmas.
And then a new voice emerges, and it is soon followed by a dozen more. The cast speak sometimes in unison, sometimes solo.
Marley was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker and the chief mourner. Marley was dead as a doornail.
Even the blind men’s dogs appeared to know him and when they saw him coming on, would tug their owners into doorways. But what did Scrooge care? It was the very thing he liked. To edge his way along the crowded paths of life, warning all human sympathy to keep a distance.
Jack Thorne. A Christmas Carol. NHB Plays (electronic edition), 2017. p.10-12.
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