It was perfectly legitimate. Diane Vorsack clicked her tongue in a “tsk”. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. Wood the best of wives. Some friends who saw us dining together persist in alluding to her as Miss Annabel Pellissier. . Knowledge was sacred in Athens, knowledge and his twin, Art. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth.
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