A Christmas Carol: Ignorance and Want (STAVE 3)

" Is it a foot or a claw?"

"Spirit's sorrowful reply"

"They were a boy and girl"

"Yellow, meagre, ragged, scowling, wolfish, but prostrate, too, in their humility."

"Where graceful youth should have filled their features out...a stale and shrivelled hand"

"pinched...pulled...tortured"

"Where angels might have sat enthroned, devils lurked"

"he tried to say they were fine children, but the words choked themselves"

"Spirit! Are they yours?"

"Beware of them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for his brow I see that written which is Doom"