When the ghost had become as real as Ebenezer himself she reached out and took his hand and whispered. "Ebenezer Scrooge, my name is Christmas Carol, I am the ghost of Christmas past, and I am here to show you what you've missed."

 

Old Scrooge trembled under his bedclothes, holding them tight to his neck. "B...but I don't think I've missed a thing." He said. "Anyway, Christmas is just a lot of humbug!"

 

"Humbug eh." she said.