Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. “You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said. Under the somewhat trying incandescent light her cheeks pleaded guilty to a recent use of the powder puff. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. " "I am not, by Heaven," returned the knight, solemnly. I've a question to ask him. At the same time,” she added, in a suddenly altered tone, “it isn’t anything whatever to do with you, is it?” “Why not?” he answered. ’ ‘What of your grandfather?’ Her lips parted in surprise. We shall become a prey to the Philistines, and must turn honest in self-defence. “I think,” she said, “that I will tell you everything. Mr. “Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began. ” “I suppose so.
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