"
"That seems rather a funny thing to do, when you might have been here
helping your Mummy," but she said the words very kindly. Then suddenly
the mention of The Trellis House reminded her of Godfrey Radmore. "I've
got a great piece of news!" she exclaimed. "Guess who's coming here to
spend the week-end with us, Timmy?"
He looked at her gravely and said:--"I think I know, Mum."
She felt taken aback, as she so often was with her strange little son.
"I don't think you do," she cried briskly.
"I think it's"--he hesitated a moment--"Major Radmore, my godfather."
She was very, very surprised. Then her quick Scotch mind fastened on the
one unfamiliar word. "Why _Major_ Radmore?" she asked.
Timmy looked a little confused. "I--I don't know," he muttered
unwillingly. "I thought he was a soldier, Mum."
"Of course he _was_ a soldier. But he isn't a soldier now."
"Isn't it tea-time?" asked Timmy suddenly.
"Yes, I suppose it is."
As they walked towards the house together Janet was telling herself
uneasily that unless Timmy had met Dr. O'Farrell, it was impossible for
him to have learnt through any ordinary human agency that Godfrey Radmore
was coming to Beechfield.
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