You see me here, an admitted failure in the object to which I have devoted two years of my life. 'Sdeath! what can I have done with it? Oh! here it is," cried Hogarth, picking it from the ground. Chapter XI THE PUZZLEMENT OF NIGEL ENNISON Nigel Ennison walked towards his club the most puzzled man in London. He knew. Having no more patience, I drew you aside to give you a compliment on your radiant beauty. He was disappointed when Intermission arrived. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard.
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