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. Clearing the recess the instant after his companion, he flew to the door of the inner room, and, locking it, took out the key. ” Lucy blinked from the winter sunlight and reached behind herself to yank at her hood. It was then, I am sure, empty. Sorry I’m a bit late the first evening. It rained slightly, and a thick mist gathered in the air, and obscured the beautiful prospect. I want to talk to you, and I must return tomorrow. When you don’t have any fingers left, I take a toe. ” “How? Show me. ” “Oh!” he said, in a colorless tone, and with his eyes on her face.
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