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. This laugh and his looks alarmed her. See paragraph 1. “To the best of my belief, I have not a single English acquaintance in the city. She remembered Taber's hat. So I made haste and recovered. I thought my sister and her murdered husband dragged me hither, to this very room, and commanded you to slay me. ’ Hilary’s jaw dropped open, and he stood stupidly staring, the nun’s clothing dangling from his hand. ‘I didn’t mean to hurt you so badly,’ he said, still meeting her eyes, unaware that his hold about her hand had tightened a little. Valade stood his ground, holding the doorjamb, and facing up to the general.
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