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The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. "This letter will vouch for me that a communication has taken place between your enemies. “I have spoken too many truths to-night. Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell. I feel that I shall stifle unless I can do something—and do something soon. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and, rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower and broad roof, immediately in front of him.
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