Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. Her English was halting. "You'll lose no time," said the thief-taker. Oh, you must believe me. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. “I suppose,” said her father, “I have read at least half the novels that have been at all successful during the last twenty years. "'Sdeath!" cried Jonathan, staring at the breach in the wall. Something happened down there, and probably I'll never know what. It seemed to her in her restored geniality that she liked Manning extremely.
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