Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. As soon as Jack gained his legs, he perceived Blueskin lying, as he thought, dead in the plantation, with a severe cut across his temples, and while he was stooping to assist him, he heard groans at a little distance. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. ’ ‘This, monsieur le major, is entirely your own affair,’ said the lady, haughty again. “Oh goody. ” He was a little uneasy. “You have them both,” Anna answered. ‘And nnever would you have f-found it. But you have, haven’t you?’ He tutted again. You seem to want this chap out of Canton.
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