said Scrooge . The Spirit answered not , but pointed onward with its hand . `` You are about to show me shadows of the things that have not happened , but will happen in the time before us , '' Scrooge pursued . `` Is that so , Spirit ? '' The upper portion of the garment was contracted for an instant in its folds , as if the Spirit had inclined its head . That was the only answer he received . Although well used to ghostly company by this time , Scrooge feared the silent shape so much that his legs trembled beneath him , and he found that he could hardly stand when he prepared to follow it . The Spirit paused a moment , as observing his condition , and giving him time to recover . But Scrooge was all the worse for this . It thrilled him with a vague uncertain horror to know that , behind the dusky shroud , there were ghostly eyes intently fixed upon him , while he , though he stretched his own to the utmost , could see nothing but a spectral hand and one great heap of black . `` Ghost of the Future ! '' he exclaimed , `` I fear you more than any spectre I have seen . But , as I know your purpose is to do me good , and as I hope to live to be another man from what I was , I am prepared to bear you company , and do it with a thankful heart . Will you not speak to me ? '' It gave him no reply . The hand was pointed straight before them . `` Lead on ! '' said Scrooge . `` Lead on ! The night is waning fast , and it is precious time to me , I know .
Lead XXXXX , Spirit ! ''
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