B. “I shot him. Jeremiah Jackson, and Mr. Ramage came for her at her lodgings, and she met him graciously and kindly as a queen who knows she must needs give sorrow to a faithful liege. That was an admission all right. I am certainly no ghost. Love anywhere. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. The intruder was handsomely, even richly, attired in a scarlet riding-suit, embroidered with gold; a broad belt, to which a hanger was attached, crossed his shoulders; his boots rose above his knee, and he carried a laced hat in his hand.
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