No fog , no mist ; clear , bright , jovial , stirring , cold ; cold , piping for the blood to dance to ; Golden sun-light ; Heavenly sky ; sweet fresh air ; merry bells . Oh , glorious ! Glorious ! `` What 's to-day ? '' cried Scrooge , calling downward to a boy in Sunday clothes , who perhaps had loitered in to look about him . `` EH ? '' returned the boy with all his might of wonder . `` What 's to-day , my fine fellow ? '' said Scrooge . `` To-day ! '' replied the boy . `` Why , CHRISTMAS DAY . '' `` It 's Christmas Day ! '' said Scrooge to himself . `` I have n't missed it . The Spirits have done it all in one night . They can do anything they like . Of course they can . Of course they can . Hallo , my fine fellow ! ''
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EH Hallo Scrooge Spirits anything boy fog night piping sun-light