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’ Gerald grinned. And I find I can't tell one stay from another!" McClintock laughed. 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 listening attentively for a short time without drawing breath, he became convinced that his apprehensions were groundless, and, greatly relieved, sat down upon the chair to rest himself and prepare for further efforts. Dieu du ciel, what was it? She turned slowly, listening for the direction of the sound. She meditated profoundly through several enormous cold hours on all that had happened and all that she had done since the swirl of the suffrage movement had submerged her personal affairs. Her hair had begun to grow back, it now swept to her shoulders.
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