Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. " "Help! help!" shrieked Mrs. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. "The Chevalier shall hear of this," whispered the woollen-draper. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. Once the ship faltered, and the tip of this jade wall broke into a million gems and splashed him liberally. He put it carefully aside, resolved to defer the attempt till night. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent.
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