And, in addition, she was now seeing and talking to Ramage almost weekly, on a theory which she took very gravely, that they were exceptionally friends. For a time he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation. There was a gallows erected, and a great mob round it—thousands of people, and all with white faces like corpses. She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. “Sold again,” she remarked.
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