Scrooge follows the same old routine, taking dinner in his usual tavern
and returning home through the dismal, fog-blanketed London streets.
Just before entering his house, the doorknocker on his front door, the
same door he has passed through twice a d ay for his many years, catches
his attention. A ghostly image in the curves of the knocker gives the
old man a momentary shock: It is the peering face of Jacob Marley.
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