Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. “I don’t think I CAN do that,” she said. She dressed quickly, pulling on white jeans and a red tee shirt. One would say she could try to —to prevent that her daughter will go to the convent. But as the mystery which surrounded Ruth fell away that which enveloped her father thickened. “You may find in it a paragraph of some interest to you. Spare me, and I'll be quiet—quiet —quiet!" "Mother!" said Jack, advancing towards her. “I can’t endure it,” she said. ” She looked into her glass. ‘Well, if that’s what the good Lord wants, then you’ll just have to accept it. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. 'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord;' that's my comfort.
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