Around this time of year, I always pick up A Christmas Carol with the intention of re-reading it. Unfortunately other things usually get in the way and I only read a few pages, although this year I’m determined to reach the end.
I was reminded of a passage in another book that refers knowingly to Dickens’ classic. Can you guess where it’s from?
I rang the bell before a mahogany door on the first floor, and while I waited he seemed to stare at me out of the glassy panel – stare with that wide and immense stare embracing, condemning, loathing all the universe. I seemed to hear the whispered cry, “The horror! The horror!”