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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. " "Then you are taking me on?" Spurlock's eyes grew soft like those of a dog that, expecting the whip, saw only the kindly hand. Do I, Bess, eh?" "Nobody whatever, love," replied Edgeworth Bess; "nobody but me, dear. I thought perhaps you were staying with them, as you did not seem particularly anxious to recognize your old friends. A cold shiver came over her. The spring can't be opened on this side. The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. Everything goes—the copra for oil, the fibre of the husk for rope, and the shell for carbon. " "Mother be——!" returned Jack. She took the tray with both hands, gulped, and gave way to tears.
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