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Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. "Now, Sir, I'll trouble you for your coat. Neither the American Express nor Cook's had received mail for Howard Taber; he was not on either list. The bump was coarse and didn’t feel right. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down. She could hear the bell tinkle as the horse shook its head. Still, she knew instinctively that all of Sidney Carton's life had not been put upon the printed page. “No, stay, Lucy. Somewhere she had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with their tobacco. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. “Yeah, I know. “I’m just in time to say good-bye before I go, father. “Delicious!” she murmured. She heard the television blaring away. ’ Gerald frowned.
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