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 have it,” he declared confidently. "Mr. Yours?" The stranger hesitated. ’” “Is ‘Alcide’ still in Paris?” Ennison asked. Presently he became filled with astonishment over the singular fact that Ruth was eluding him in fancy as well as in reality. The shape of the head, the height and breadth of the brow, the angle of the nose, the cut of the chin and jaws, all were fine, of a type she had never before looked upon closely. If I’d known, there would have been a different story. "I might return the question. He was at length rescued from his assailants,— rescued to perish, seven months afterwards, with every ignominy, at the very gibbet to which he had brought his victim.
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