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“Can’t you believe me? I am Meysey Hill. Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. I shall only pray that I may reward you for all your goodness to me. I can save you, and will. The distinction lay chiefly in the right to pat their heads. Part 8 “Why should I ever come back?” she said to herself, as she went down the staircase. . ” “Of course you can. There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and carried pearls in his pocket. . ” “That’s rather a pity,” Annabel said. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. She handled it half fearfully, and set it carefully down again.
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