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And through Richard’s farewell words I heard it echoed: ‘Of
all my old associations, of all my old pursuits and hopes, of
all the living and the dead world, this one poor soul alone
comes natural to me, and I am fit for. There is a tie of many
suffering years between us two, and it is the only tie I ever
had on earth that Chancery has not broken!’

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