Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. You have taken even my knife. He would have to return to Hong-Kong; and his trail would be picked up the moment he set foot on the Praya. “Good God!” he exclaimed. And it filled seven sheets of notepaper, each written only on one side. He was absolutely unable to focus his ideas. ‘Very well, then. He was in front of one of the more imposing of the cafés chantants—opposite, illuminated with a whole row of lights, was the wonderful poster which had helped to make ‘Alcide’ famous. See? You marry me. She was practically destitute of jewellery.
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