“So it seems that I was wrong. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. If only Gerald would come. 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 nurse came hurrying up. ‘But only think, Hilary,’ Lucy protested, evidently too involved in her theory to waste time in scolding. But to draw the attention of the milice, no, that is not at all desirable.
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