‘Will you let be?’ Instead she grasped his hand tighter. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. 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. ’ ‘A dagger, is it then?’ The girl froze.
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