<Title>A Christmas Carol</Title>
<Edition>The Works of Charles Dickens. Andrew Lang, ed. Gadshill edition. London: Chapman and Hall, Ld., 1897</Edition>
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<p>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. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge's name was
good upon Change, for anything he chose to put his
<p>Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail.
<p>Mind. I don 't mean to say that I know, of my own
knowledge, what there is particularly dead about a door-nail.
I might have been inclined, myself, to regard a coffin-nail
as the deadest piece of ironmongery in the trade. But the
wisdom of our ancestors is in the simile; and my unhallowed
hands shall not disturb it, or the . . .