The dance itself was anticlimactic, with teenagers trying their best to look the part of adult sophisticates on the dance floor. How provoking!" she added, pretending to rummage her pockets; "one never can find a thing when one wants it. He crawled underneath the covers with her. 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. Accordingly, when she arrived at the Shovels, with which, as an old haunt in her bygone days of wretchedness she was well acquainted, instead of entering the principal apartment, which she saw at a glance was crowded with company of both sexes, she turned into a small room on the left of the bar, and, as an excuse for so doing, called for something to drink.
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