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. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. Some day I may forgive you; but not now. ” “You have not seen the evening paper?” “No. ’ ‘Do you tell me you think you can outwit Gerald? I wish I may see it. ’ ‘Oh yes, or walked through the walls, I dare say. He saw the tragedy on the boy's face; but he was merciless. ” He said flatly.
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