You took the shirt off a dead body,and the blankets and curtains off his bed,while he was lying there! Well,well!said Joe,shaking his head,Here's your money,And he counted out several shillings into the women's hands.Ha ha ha!laughed the first woman,He frightened everyone away when he was alive,and We've made money out of him now that he is dead!Ha ha ha!Scrooge felt sick and angry at the same time, Spirit he said.I see now.I could be that unhappy man.Good Heavens,What is this?Joe and the women had disappeared,and Scrooge was standing in a dark room.Opposite his was a bed,with no blankets or curtains.A light shone down from above, on to the body of a dead man,Covered with a sheet,How said,thoughtScrooge.to die with no friends or family around him!To lie in an empty room, with no Candles or flowers, and robbed of his clothes.To know that nobody loves him,because he loved nobody in his lift! Money can't buy a happy life.or a peaceful deathHe looked at the spirit, whose hand was pointing at the man's covered head,It would be easy to lift the sheet,and see who the man was, But for some reason Scrooge could no do it.