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Even though the individual faces of her audience were not to be singled out, she had been conscious from the first moment of her appearance that something was wrong. He found Martin hovering around her, Brown off checking with the audio engineers. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. Ruth was at that stage where the absorption of facts is great, but where the mental digestion is not quite equal to the task. But it seemed that their presence was not even suspected. . There it is. How the deuce, though, am I going to account for her? People will be asking questions when they see her; and if I tell the truth, they'll start to snubbing her. Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. Wild!" demanded Trenchard, as if he had formed a sudden resolution. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. Gerald stood quite still for a moment or two, listening intently.
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