On the Subject of Cracking Cryptography

There is no doubt that The Defuser was dead.

Note: For use by those familiar with the original manual. Contact Nanthelas on Discord with any corrections.

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4 2 6 2 3 Of course he did.
5 7 4 2 3 Scrooge knew he was dead?
5 3 5 2 2 How could it be otherwise?
5 3 4 3 7 But what did Scrooge care!
7 7 5 7 3 Scrooge never painted out Old Marley's name.
7 2 3 3 3 It was all the same to him.
7 2 4 3 6 he iced his coffee in the dogdays;
7 4 4 3 4 When will you come to see me?"
7 2 3 3 4 It was the very thing he liked.
8 5 2 2 5 There is no doubt that Marley was dead.
8 3 4 3 5 The firm was known as Scrooge and Marley.
8 6 3 13 3 secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster.
8 3 5 4 2 and didn’t thaw it one degree at Christmas.
8 4 7 5 4 Foul weather didn’t know where to have him.
9 1 9 9 8 A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner!
9 8 4 3 4 External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge.
9 2 6 5 4 No warmth could warm, no wintry weather chill him.
9 4 5 4 4 They often “came down” handsomely, and Scrooge never did.
9 4 3 5 4 Even the blind men’s dogs appeared to know him;
10 3 2 3 1 But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge!
10 2 7 3 3 He carried his own low temperature always about with him;
12 5 2 5 5 There it stood, years afterwards, above the warehouse door: Scrooge and Marley.
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12 7 3 2 4 Scrooge and he were partners for I don't know how many years.
14 3 7 2 7 The mention of Marley’s funeral brings me back to the point I started from.
15 4 3 5 2 Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire;
15 1 6 4 3 A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin.
16 4 3 4 3 made his eyes red, his thin lips blue and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice.
16 3 4 4 3 and when they saw him coming on, would tug their owners into doorways and up courts;
18 4 4 2 10 This must be distinctly understood, or nothing wonderful can come of the story I am going to relate.
18 9 6 3 2 Sometimes people new to the business called Scrooge Scrooge, and sometimes Marley, but he answered to both names.
18 3 4 6 3 The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait;
18 6 4 7 3 Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with gladsome looks, “My dear Scrooge, how are you?
20 3 8 4 3 The heaviest rain, and snow, and hail, and sleet, could boast of the advantage over him in only one respect.
21 7 3 3 4 Scrooge was his sole executor, his sole administrator, his sole assign, his sole residuary legatee, his sole friend, and sole mourner.
22 3 4 5 3 and then would wag their tails as though they said, “No eye at all is better than an evil eye, dark master!”
24 2 4 4 4 No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty.
27 2 4 3 3 To edge his way along the crowded paths of life, warning all human sympathy to keep its distance, was what the knowing ones call “nuts” to Scrooge.