CHAPTER THE THIRD THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS Part 1 Two days after came the day of the Crisis, the day of the Fadden Dance. Pausing at each door on the landing, Jack placed his ear to the keyhole, and listened intently. She could feel teenage girls from all corners of the room tensing, preparing to shriek. THIS, this glissade, would be damned scoundrelism. ’ ‘Oh, a ruin,’ exclaimed Mrs Sindlesham, throwing up a hand. ’ Shock ripped through Charvill’s chest. As soon as she reached this spot, Wild sprang ashore, and was joined by several persons, —among whom was Quilt Arnold, leading a horse by the bridle,—he hastened down the stairs to meet him.
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