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. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. “Are we interrupting anything?” “No!” Martin jumped slightly. Do not unlink or detach or remove the full Project Gutenberg-tm License terms from this work, or any files containing a part of this work or any other work associated with Project Gutenberg-tm. “It is, if anything, a little above the average,” Brendon admitted. He realized that he was committed to the path across the fields, an uninteresting walk at the best of times.
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