Marley's Ghost, I Know Him, Said Scrooge

Scrooge heard the cellar door fly open with a booming sound. The dying flame leaped up as though it cried, i know him, marley's ghost. Scrooge had often heard it said that marley had no bowels but he had never believed it until now. He looked the phantom through and through and saw it standing before him. Though he felt the chilling influence of its death cold eyes, and marked the very texture of the folded kerchief bound around its head and chin, he was till incredulous and fought against his senses. "You don't believe in me," observed the ghost. I don't said scrooge. You're particular for a shade.