At least

I couldn't count them all, but I think there must have been at least 500 people in attendance.

So Martha hid herself, and in came little Bob [Cratchit], the father, with at least three feet of comforter exclusive of the fringe, hanging down before him; and his thread-bare clothes darned up and brushed, to look seasonable; and Tiny Tim upon his shoulder.

You could even be discovered, become a movie star, or at least see one.