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. Dead or alive, I'll have him. The stores, the drying bins, McClintock's bungalows and the native huts sprawled around an exquisite landlocked lagoon. Let’s have an advance round of applause for our concertmaster, 249 Lucy Albert!” Lucy was horrified. He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. "Here's the door. ’ She turned, her eyes narrowed. She dressed rapidly and left the theatre without a word to any one. "One word before we part, adorable girl— only one," he continued, detaining her. They went down the great staircase of the building, and, while she sought in her mind for a beginning, he broke into appreciation of her simple dress and selfcongratulations upon their engagement. 1. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea.
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