. 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. After a certain amount of manœuvring, however, he was induced to crawl around, and in a few minutes came to stop again before a tall brightly-painted house, which seemed like an oasis of colour and assertive prosperity in a long dingy row. " "I will be there," answered Trenchard, gloomily. "We'll see that," replied Jonathan. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. Vorsack. Shall we say at half-past seven?” She rose from her chair. ‘He is not in England, you understand. Look in the small hide-bound book that he keeps in his boot. "The traps!" responded a bystander. Besides ——” She stopped short.
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