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6. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. 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. I had no idea you were not the happiest girl. \" He returned, seeing the group surge towards Burger King's doors. "And you would surrender yourself —eh?" "I'll surrender myself at once, if you'll engage to bring him off; and you'll get the reward from old Wood. I tried to jump, but he increased the speed. Here I am as an alternative either to nasty work—or going home. “The life of a private secretary is positively one of slavery. Her eyes seemed to be looking backwards. ‘Very well,’ he said, lowering his own weapon.
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