The figure was silent and just pointed. There Scrooge saw a vision of himself- dead in his bed. His servants were stealing the drapes, bed sheets and all of Scrooge's clothing.
They asked each other, “Do you think there will be a funeral?”
“Not likely,” they said.
“Well, I would go if there was lunch,” they all laughed at how stingy their employer was and continued to gather what they could.