Second Spirit: A world away, Scrooge, at leat that far.
Scrooge And Marley
Scrooge: Fancy...fancy...*He tries to mask his feelings by being brusque* Its his way, a childs way to...to lose being alone in...in dreams, dreams...never matter if they are all nonsense, yes, nonsense. But hell be alright, grow out of it.
*the procession follows the coffin off stage;*
Scrooge And Marley
Fan: *Fan runs in to child Scrooge* Brother, dear brother. *She kisses Child Scrooge* Ive come to bring you home, home for good and ever. Come home with me, come now.
*flashback*
*all 6 of Mrs. Cratchet's kids*
Scrooge: Fan! Dear, dear Fan.
*Scrooge and the Spirit start to step off a curb when a funeral procession enters with a child's coffin, followed by the poorhouse children, who are singing.
Scrooge
Seated on top of the coffin is a little girl. she and Scrooge look at one another*
Second Spirit: That's the way to it, Scrooge.
Mrs. Cratchet: *singing* When you wake, you shall have all the pretty little horses, blacks and bays, dapples and grey's, all the pretty little horses.