Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. ‘Gérard is not mad, only of a disposition entirely interfering. He was a little impressed by Ann Veronica’s metaphor of the string, which, indeed, she owed to Hetty Widgett. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. At last, she breathed. "The key's on the outside— quick! quick!" Instantly alive to this chance, Blueskin broke away.
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