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    19-20. Marley's Ghost - Door Knocker

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    Scrooge sees Marley's face in the knocker on his door without any transition, appearing ghostly and horrible. The face looks at Scrooge as Marley used to, with hair stirred as if by breath and wide open but motionless eyes. Its pallor and horror seem beyond its control. When Scrooge looks fixedly at it, it has changed back to a normal knocker.

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    Scrooge sees Marley's face in the knocker on his door without any transition, appearing ghostly and horrible. The face looks at Scrooge as Marley used to, with hair stirred as if by breath and wide open but motionless eyes. Its pallor and horror seem beyond its control. When Scrooge looks fixedly at it, it has changed back to a normal knocker.

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    19-20. Marley's Ghost - Door Knocker

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    Scrooge, having his key in the lock of the door, saw in the knocker, without its undergoing any

    intermediate process
    of change—not a knocker, but Marley’s face.

    Marley’s face. It was not in impenetrable shadow as the other objects in the yard were, but had a dismal light about
    it, like a bad lobster in a dark cellar. It was not angry or ferocious, but looked at Scrooge as Marley used to look: with
    ghostly spectacles turned up on its ghostly forehead. The hair was curiously stirred, as if by breath or hot air; and,
    though the eyes were wide open, they were perfectly motionless. That, and its livid colour, made it horrible; but its
    horror seemed to be in spite of the face and beyond its control, rather than a part of its own expression.

    As Scrooge looked fixedly at this phenomenon, it was a knocker again.

    Scrooge, having his key in the lock of the door, saw in the knocker, without its undergoing any intermediate process
    of change—not a knocker, but Marley’s face.

    Marley’s face. It was not in impenetrable shadow as the other objects in the yard were, but had a dismal light about
    it, like a bad lobster in a dark cellar. It was not angry or ferocious, but looked at Scrooge as Marley used to look: with
    ghostly spectacles turned up on its ghostly forehead. The hair was curiously stirred, as if by breath or hot air; and,
    though the eyes were wide open, they were perfectly motionless. That, and its livid colour, made it horrible; but its
    horror seemed to be in spite of the face and beyond its control, rather than a part of its own expression.

    As Scrooge looked fixedly at this phenomenon, it was a knocker again.

    Scrooge, having his key in the lock of the door, saw in the knocker, without its undergoing any intermediate process
    of change—not a knocker, but Marley’s face.

    Marley’s face. It was not in impenetrable shadow as the other objects in the yard were, but had a dismal light about
    it, like a bad lobster in a dark cellar. It was not angry or ferocious, but looked at Scrooge as Marley used to look: with
    ghostly spectacles turned up on its ghostly forehead. The hair was curiously stirred, as if by breath or hot air; and,
    though the eyes were wide open, they were perfectly motionless. That, and its livid colour, made it horrible; but its
    horror seemed to be in spite of the face and beyond its control, rather than a part of its own expression.

    As Scrooge looked fixedly at this phenomenon, it was a knocker again.

    Scrooge, having his key in the lock of the door, saw in the knocker, without its undergoing any intermediate process
    of change—not a knocker, but Marley’s face.

    Marley’s face. It was not in impenetrable shadow as the other objects in the yard were, but had a dismal light about
    it, like a bad lobster in a dark cellar. It was not angry or ferocious, but looked at Scrooge as Marley used to look: with
    ghostly spectacles turned up on its ghostly forehead. The hair was curiously stirred, as if by breath or hot air; and,
    though the eyes were wide open, they were perfectly motionless. That, and its livid colour, made it horrible; but its
    horror seemed to be in spite of the face and beyond its control, rather than a part of its own expression.

    As Scrooge looked fixedly at this phenomenon, it was a knocker again.

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