Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. “I heard that she had chucked her show at the French places and gone in for a reform all round. Eh bien, why did he not repeat it? What was she to say? ‘Prudence,’ she began hesitantly, pronouncing the name in the French way, ‘has said that she will help me to—to marry an Englishman. " But the doctor softened the refusal by smiling. ‘You will please to tell this—this idiot to release me. Raising him in his arms, Jonathan passed the rope round his body, and in this way the poor boy was drawn up without difficulty. Then she called a hansom and drove home. Jack may be capable of much that is wicked, but he would never lift his hand against his friend,—of that I am assured.
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