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I quite agree, Lee. I wonder how Dickens would have had Phiz illustrate this story.

As a kid I enjoyed listening to my parents and their friends remember “the good old days.” Now, I realize I too tell stories. I wonder what my children and grandchildren think.
As for the dressing of the rooms with holly. A great Dickensian touch. Green. All that we associate with the colour green. A great metaphor to continue as the novella unfolds.

I'm glad I'm not alone in getting all these names and characters confused! I kept having to go back and see who was who. To add to my problem, Dickens was having quite a lot of fun with all the names that Mrs. William could go by. I think I have it now. LOL

Yes, Bridget! That is exactly what I have been thinking... that Mr. Redlaw must have lost someone very important to him, and he has never been able to move on (through guilt, perhaps?). I wonder if she (?) died, or like Scrooge, he gave her up for other desires (material, professional?). Either way, Christmas brings back the full force of those memories and regrets.
This is really turning into being a beautiful story!


I'm sure you are right about this, Sara. Thank you for sharing the memory of your grandfather. I had a grandfather who lived into his nineties, and you reminded me that he did the same thing. Loved to tell people how old he was. An accomplishment indeed, especially in Victorian times.
Did everyone notice "The room began to darken strangely" after Redlaw murmurs "merry and happy" to himself. Gave me a little chill, like the room itself is alive and responding to Redlaw.
I also loved the writing when Phillip talks about distributing more holly "if the cold don't freeze us first, or the wind don't' blow us away, or the darkness don't swallow us up". The Swidger family is a light in the darkness of the school.

I loved listening to the stories, too, and now I like telling them. LOL. It seems that we humans are born storytellers. It's a wonderful tradition and keeps our loved ones (even those we never met) alive and with us in a way.

Peter, great insight. I hadn't thought about the colour green and what it may represent. I only thought of Holly & Christmas.
The colour green and what it represents:
- Green is often described as refreshing and tranquil. Other common associations with the color green are money, luck, health, and envy.
- The color green can positively affect thinking, relationships, and physical health. Green is also thought to relieve stress and help heal.
- Ancient Greeks portrayed Osiris, their god of the underworld, birth, rebirth, agriculture, and fertility, with a green face.
- Researchers theorize that green carries more positive emotional connotations. Thus, the color green might elicit an optimism bias when it comes to remembering information.
- in one colour study, participants exposed to the color green experienced increased feelings of hope and decreased fear of failure.

I agree. This is a wonderful story so far. It starts out with so much gloom and darkness, and now we have the fun and light Swidgers.

I like this thought. I hope to be like Mr. Swidger one day. I hope I can look back with gratitude.

Yes, I noticed that. It almost chilled the room I was sitting in. LOL.
It made me wonder whether the shadows and gloom we've been reading about truly exist or whether they are in Redlaw's mind only.



Mr. Redlaw inquires about why the student is so secretive, but Milly doesn’t know. She is trying only to make him comfortable because he’s lonely, poor and seems neglected, too.
The room is getting darker, with a heavy gloom and the shadows are gathering behind Mr. Redlaw’s chair.
He asks more about the student. She says the student is engaged to be married when his fortunes get better. He studies hard to one day be able to make a good living and he denies himself many things.
Philip remarks that the room is getting chillier and more dismal and asks William to turn up the lamp and stir the fire.
Milly continues: the student murmured in his fevered sleep about someone being dead and a wrong having been done that could not be set right again. Milly is unsure about to whom this wrong was done; to the student or someone else, but she’s sure it wasn’t done by the student himself.
William praises his wife’s attending and helping the young student, being like a mother to him.
The room continues to get colder and darker; the gloom getting heavier.
To add to this, William tells that Milly has found a young, wild child on the doorstep this very evening, which she had brought home with her to feed it and give it shelter. This makes her happy.
The child is currently sitting in their rooms, staring at the fire, as if it had never seen one before…..unless, of course, the child had bolted while it was alone.
Mr. Redlaw states that Mrs. William should be kept happy by keeping the child sheltered. He has to give these two situations a think. He may want to see the student. Then he bids them good night.
Philip thanks Mr. Redlaw, then asks William to take the lantern and guide them through the dark passageways. They leave the room and close the door. The room gets darker as the door shuts on it. As Mr. Redlaw muses in his chair, the holly withers and drops to the floor, dead.
The dark and shadow behind him gathered itself and took on the shape of none other than himself. A ghastly, grizzled hair, dressed in a gloomy shadow, the ghost takes up the resemblance of Mr. Redlaw, quietly, motionless and without sound.
While Mr. Redlaw mused and stared into the fire, the ghost leaned against the chair back, looking where he looked and with the same expression of face. This was the companion of Mr. Redlaw, the haunted man.

With that in mind, I'll post them again here, where they belong.
I'm sorry. When I saw Lee's post, I looked at my notes and found this mistake.
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Things are getting significantly spookier! I really appreciated Peter's comment from Summary 5 about the Green metaphor, and Petra's examples. To then see the holly wither and die in this section was powerful.

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First, no worries Petra about all those wonderful illustrations. They silently begged to be posted.
And talking of illustrations I think Tenniel’s ‘Haunted’ is wonderful. In the inner ring we see a Redlaw with the ghost behind him. That alone is a fine illustration. Then, in the otter ring we see two warring factions. On the left we see the forces of good, and on the right the forces of evil. It appears that angels are in a desperate battle with devils. Bows and arrows, grasping hands, pained expressions on faces. Tenniel has really packed a full range of human emotions into those faces. It takes a while to sort through the faces. Good Vs Evil. Our memories store both good and evil thoughts, good and bad memories.
What I found most disturbing was the chair on which Redlaw sits. His left elbow rests on the chair’s arm. The arm of the chair has a distinct face carved into it. The back of the chair shows a spiral support and the ghost’s left elbow resting on it. To me, the spiral of the back support links Redlaw to his ghost. Thus, like the battle of the angels with the devils that surround the central picture of the seated Redlaw, Redlaw and his ghost are physically linked by the chair.
Who will win the battle for Redlaw’s mind, for his desires, for his life. The answer to that is yet to be revealed.


And talking of illustrations I think Tenniel’s ‘..."
I love your dissection of Tenniel's illustration, Peter. I thought the outer ring, with the devils and angels, was an indication that this is a battle for a soul; and I loved the way the "ghost" seems to be whispering in Redlaw's ear.
I agree, Petra, no problem about the illustrations. They have actually made me very attuned to the story and I was excited when the ghostly figure finally appeared incarnate.


"however carefully withheld, fired a long train of reverberations when it shut at last"
I imagine echoes of the sound as it passes through the mostly empty building. Spooky, chilling sounds!!

One of the most moving and dramatic moments for me in this section was when the holly withered, died, and fell. It gave me such a foreboding feeling.
May I ask those of you with more Dickens knowledge than me, what is it with Dickens and ghost stories for Christmas? What is his motivation for including such dark themes for this particular time of year? I know there must be a history or reason. I know he lost loved ones young and perhaps this time of year wasn't the most cheerful time for him?


Wow! I hadn't noticed those details of the chair and how it interconnected the two. Now I can't unsee it. It's so obvious and makes this story spookier and more serious, in a manner.
I also like the circle around the illustration. To add to what's already been said, the design is very wreath-like. The merriment of a wreath is buried amid the battle going on within it in the illustration.
A lot of thought and sybolism has gone into this illustration. Battle for the soul, the self, maybe the World?

Kathleen, my heart sank a bit, too, when the holly died and fell to the floor. It was as if something had been lost. Chilling.

From Wikipedia:
Expressionism:
An alternative view is that the term was coined by the Czech art historian, Antonin Matějček, in 1910 as the opposite of Impressionism: "... (an Expressionist rejects) immediate perception and builds on more complex psychic structures... Impressions and mental images that pass through ... people's soul....."

Sara, we've been tossed a couple additional stories in a quick way, then moved back to the phantom. It's a double punch from Dickens before he sidesteps back to the main story.
I'm curious, too, who these two people are and their significance.
The rescued child is especially interesting. Why was a child out on its own, without care and protection?

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Bridget, the echoes would have been as ghostly as the phantom watching Redlaw.

Dickens is a master at his art, I don't know how he does it but he's always got control over the scene. This one is no exception. It came together perfectly with the phantom and darkness and the chair (thanks again, Peter, for this insight).

I hope Jean sees this. She's best to answer this.
I'm not an expert by far but my feeling is that Dickens sees the spiritual world as a kind of passage through to our spiritual awakening or enlightenment or something like that.
There's that saying "it's darkest before the dawn". Rock bottom, spiritually speaking.
That's kind of the feeling I get from these dark themes.

Neither one took notice of the other. Music played from a distance. It seemed that both man and ghost were listening to it.
At last, Mr. Redlaw acknowledged the ghost, who acknowledged him back. The ghost says he’s there by Mr. Redlaw’s bidding; Mr. Redlaw says he’s there not by his bidding. Redlaw turns to look at the ghost. At the same time, the ghost moves to the front of the chair and looks at Mr. Redlaw.
The two looked at each other in that lonely, dark corner of an old building, on a cold and windy winter night.
The spectre spoke: I was neglected in my youth and very poor. I had to dig for the knowledge I learned by myself. I had to make my own steps to help myself forward.
That is myself, said Redlaw.
The ghost continued: No mother’s love had I; no father’s advice helped me. A stranger took my father’s place when I was little and I lost my mother’s affections. My parents love did not last long and their responsibilities ended quickly. They sent their children from their home young. If they succeeded, the parents took credit. If they failed, the parents claimed pity for having a failed offspring. I then found a friend and bound him to me. We worked together, helped each other. All the love inside me that had no earlier outlet, I put onto him.
No, not all the love. There was a sister.
Redlaw held his head in his hands and agreed.
With an evil smile, the ghost drew closer to Redlaw and looked into his face, searching.
The ghost continued: Any sense of home came from the sister. She was young, fair and loving. He’d taken her in as soon as he had a roof over his head. She brightened his home and life.
Redlaw: he sees her in the fire, hears her in the music, the wind and in the stillness of the night.
The ghost replied that the man had loved her once. It would have been better for her to have loved the man less and more shallowly than she did.
Redlaw angrily replied that he’d like to forget and blot that memory from his mind. The ghost fixed his cruel eyes on Redlaw.
As the sister fell in love, so did he. He again sees his sister who became the wife of his friend, a man of some inheritance.
Redlaw now sees pictures of the past in music, in the wind and the stillness of night. He sees pictures of his sister as the wife of a dear friend; pictures of their happy lives and their children. ….But the pictures were delusions.
Delusions, said the ghost. For the sister lived to see Redlaw begin his success and then she died.




And on that note, I want to say I loved the long sentence toward the beginning of this section:
An awful survey, in a lonely and remote part of an empty old pile of building, on a winter night, with the loud wind going by upon its journey of mystery—whence or whither, no man knowing since the world began—and the stars, in unimaginable millions, glittering through it, from eternal space, where the world’s bulk is as a grain, and its hoary age is infancy.
This hints at how little we understand about the vast world in which we are but a small part, which opens our minds to the idea of spirits. I love how Dickens works this "journey of mystery" into his story, and works his magic on us!

Kathleen, the quotation is beautiful, isn't it?

Thanks, Sara! This is a great way of stating it.

I've felt that when looking up at a sky full of stars. That's not easily done anymore but I recall the Heavens full of stars and the aweness of being surrounded by such depth and space.


He seems to have lost something when his sister married. Perhaps she was more distant from him after marriage? And then she died, leaving Redlaw all alone.
It's tragic. This must have left him feeling lost in this world, with no support or encouragement. It's a wonder he's done as well as he has in the acedemic world.
It appears that his personal world was less successful. ....yet he's a generous man, as seen when he handed Milly that bag of coins for the student's care.
"They come back to me in music, in the wind, in the dead stillness of the night, in the revolving years."
He's never away from the memory of his sister and his lost love. It must eat him alive to keep thinking of them constantly with such loss.

In any case, it is very sad, with the loss of both his love and his sister weighing on him always. I thought the repetition of the line you have cited had another haunting feel to it.

I may have mixed it up.......LOL!
I did find that section confusing as to what was happening. I thought he lost his love because he couldn't earn enough to keep her in a good style. .....maybe she did leave him for another??

The chemist enjoyed living with his cheerful, beloved sister, but she became sick and died. (Dickens' sister, Fanny, had recently died so he was feeling a similar loss.) The sister might have been hoping to marry her brother's friend.
So the chemist lost everyone who was important to him--his sister, the woman he loved, and his former best friend.

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