’ She eyed him, all her uncertainty surfacing. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. 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. “You are positively eloquent to-night—both of you,” she declared. “Is this hansom for me?” she said. It is like some accident. “You are my friend,” she said, “if any one is. And then came the vile experience of being forced and borne along the street to the police-station. For five days The Tigress chugged her way across the burnished South China, grumpily, as if she resented this meddling with her destiny.
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