"Everything's quite as usual, thank you. Beechfield
never changes. Since you were last here there have only been two new
cottages built." She paused perceptibly, and then went on:--"I think that
Timmy told you that Betty was with the Scottish Women's Hospital during
the war? She's got one of the best French decorations."
Should she say anything about George? Before she could make up her mind
she heard the words--"You can't go on any longer now. Time's up." And
Radmore called out hastily:--"Till Friday then--so long!"
Janet Tosswill hung up the receiver; but she did not move away from the
telephone at once. She stood there, wondering painfully whether she had
better go along and tell Betty _now_, or whether it would be better to
wait till, say, lunch, when all the young people would be gathered
together? After all Betty had been nineteen when her engagement to
Godfrey Radmore had been broken off, and so very much had happened since
then.
And then, in a sense, her mind was made up for her by the fact that a
shadow fell across the floor of the hall, and looking up, she saw her old
friend and confidant, Dr. O'Farrell, blocking up the doorway with his big
burly body.
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