It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. 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. “Can we watch television?” She asked. Hours were spent in preparation for the event. " "You had better take some refreshment before you start," rejoined Wild. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. All this while he was arranging the medicines on the stand and jotting down his instructions on a chart sheet. His conscience never told him to go back and take his punishment; it tortured him only in regard to the deed itself. But I am not indisposed to gratify you.
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