When Scrooge woke up, he realized immediately that the church clock was just going to strike one. He felt sure that the second spirit would Soon visit him. This time he wanted to be ready, so he pulled back all the curtains round his bed himself, and lay there, waiting. At one o'clock, instead of a spirit, a strong light shone down on Scrooge's bed. He felt very frightened. After a few minutes he thought that perhaps the light was coming from the next room, so he got up and went to the door. When he touched it, a strange voice called his name, and asked him to enter. He obeyed.
Since the first ghost's visit, Scrooge was no longer very sure of himself. So although the spirit's eyes were clear and kind, Scrooge was afraid to look straight into its face. But he could see that its body was dressed in a long green robe, its long brown hair fell freely down its back, and its face wore a warm and friendly smile. Light shone from the torch which it was holding in its strong right hand.
"Spirit," said Scrooge quietly, "take me where you want. Last night I learned a lesson which is working now. If you have anything to teach me tonight, let me learn from you."
And then, the most exciting moment of the day! Belinda put a clean plate in front of each person, and they all turned to look at Mrs Cratchit as she came in from the kitchen. Her face was hot from her morning's work, but she was smiling happily as she carried in the Christmas pudding, in its little circle of blue fire!
Oh, it was a wonderful pudding! They were all delighted with it.
"It's the best chicken I've ever tasted," said Bob, smiling round at his family, who, with their mouths full, all agreed.