“You seem to forget that my sister is—married. “Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. It was really very nice of you, but to-morrow you will laugh at it as I do now. Oh, the scent of the flowers that day, the delicious quiet, the swallows that dived before us in the river. ’ ‘That I do not doubt,’ Gerald muttered drily, but added in a tone of intense satisfaction, ‘Then this husband is still in France? Excellent. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. An electric light flashed out from the wall. She took a deep breath. 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.
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