Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. ’ ‘Hélas, poor you,’ Melusine rejoined sarcastically. ‘I can’t tell you the times I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. One of his chair coolies had witnessed the transportation of Spurlock by stretcher to the sampan in the canal.
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