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'
It
is
required
of
every
man
,
'
the
Ghost
returned
,
'
that
the
spirit
within
him
should
walk
abroad
among
his
fellowmen
,
and
travel
far
and
wide
;
and
if
that
spirit
goes
not
forth
in
life
,
it
is
condemned
to
do
so
after
death
.
It
is
doomed
to
wander
through
the
world
--
oh
,
woe
is
me
!
--
and
witness
what
it
can
not
share
,
but
might
have
shared
on
earth
,
and
turned
to
happiness
!
'
Again
the
spectre
raised
a
cry
,
and
shook
its
chain
and
wrung
its
shadowy
hands
.
'
You
are
fettered
,
'
said
Scrooge
,
trembling
.
'
Tell
me
why
?
'
'
I
wear
the
chain
I
forged
in
life
,
'
replied
the
Ghost
.
'
I
made
it
link
by
link
,
and
yard
by
yard
;
I
girded
it
on
of
my
own
free
will
,
and
of
my
own
free
will
I
wore
it
.
Is
its
pattern
strange
to
you
?
'
Scrooge
trembled
more
and
more
.
'
Or
would
you
know
,
'
pursued
the
Ghost
,
'
the
weight
and
length
of
the
strong
coil
you
bear
yourself
?
It
was
full
as
heavy
and
as
long
as
this
,
seven
Christmas
Eves
ago
.
You
have
laboured
on
it
,
since
.
It
is
a
ponderous
chain
!
'
Scrooge
glanced
about
him
on
the
floor
,
in
the
expectation
of
finding
himself
surrounded
by
some
fifty
or
sixty
fathoms
of
iron
cable
:
but
he
could
see
nothing
.
'
Jacob
,
'
he
said
,
imploringly
.
'
Old
Jacob
Marley
,
tell
me
more
.
Speak
comfort
to
me
,
Jacob
!
'
'
I
have
none
to
give
,
'
the
Ghost
replied
.
'
It
comes
from
other
regions
,
Ebenezer
Scrooge
,
and
is
conveyed
by
other
ministers
,
to
other
kinds
of
men
.
Nor
can
I
tell
you
what
I
would
.
A
very
little
more
,
is
all
permitted
to
me
.
I
can
not
rest
,
I
can
not
stay
,
I
can
not
linger
anywhere
.
My
spirit
never
walked
beyond
our
counting-house
--
mark
me
!
--
in
life
my
spirit
never
roved
beyond
the
narrow
limits
of
our
money-changing
hole
;
and
weary
journeys
lie
before
me
!
'
