Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. He wanted her named Mary. Melusine had confessed this morning, that she had borrowed his horse, that Jack had met with his accident through her fault. You keep on coming truer, after you have seemed to come altogether true. His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied. ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. He jumped back, cursing. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. "Jack Sheppard's face is well worth preserving.
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