For the first time since his
return to England he saw something like a frown gather on Mrs. Crofton's
face. Perhaps, unlike most nice women, she didn't like children?
"I'm awfully grateful to you for having told me about Beechfield," she
exclaimed. "Although I've hardly been here a week, I do feel what a
delightful place it is! Everybody is so kind and friendly. Why the very
first day I was here I was asked to supper at Old Place--and several
people have left cards on me already. What sort of a woman is Miss--" she
hesitated, "Pendarth?"
Timmy and Radmore looked at one another, but neither spoke for a moment.
Then Radmore answered, rather drily:--"In my time, Miss Pendarth was the
greatest gossip and busy-body within a radius of thirty miles. She must
be an old woman now."
"Oh, I don't think she would like you to call her that!" exclaimed Timmy,
and both his grown-up auditors laughed. But Enid Crofton felt a little
disappointed, for on Miss Pendarth's card had been written the words:--"I
look forward to making your acquaintance. I think I must have known
Colonel Crofton many years ago. There was a Cecil Crofton who was a great
friend of my brother's--they joined the Ninetieth on the same day.
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