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. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. Meanwhile, the mob outside had prodigiously increased, and had begun to exhibit some disposition to riot. They had been informally introduced during floor hockey, when Katy had sent a puck flying into Lucy’s face. Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. " Something reached down into his heart and twisted it. ‘I was not born to this.
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