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 is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. "Enough!" cried Jonathan, eagerly pocketing the memorandum. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. So Ruth returned to her room and sorted the books and magazines the doctor had loaned her, inspected the titles and searched for pictures. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. He gave Valade the go-ahead and they’ve gone off to visit him. I feel beautiful. Click the link below to join and download your free copy of FATED FOLLY http://eepurl.
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