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. He wondered if, after all, McClintock wasn't nearest the truth, that Ruth was one of those unfortunate yet innocent women who make havoc with the hearts of men. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. So long as matters remain as they are, and they found me, there would be no shame for Ruth. He seemed to avoid meeting Anna’s eyes as much as possible. I do swear. She gurgled. From his wallet he brought forth a yellow letter. It was the girl. Advancing towards them, sword in hand, Jonathan so terrified the hinds by his fierce looks and determined manner, that, after a slight show of resistance, they took to their heels, leaving him master of the field. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment.
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