"
And then, rather to his companion's discomfiture, his queer little
mind swung back to the woman to whose house they had just been. "Mrs.
Crofton," he observed, with an air of finality, "may be pretty, but she's
got what I call a blotting-paper face."
CHAPTER X
Radmore felt secretly relieved that he and Timmy got home too late for
him to see Mr. Tosswill alone before dinner. And when at last he came
down, just a minute or two late, for he had to do things for himself to
which he had become unaccustomed--unpacking his bag, putting out his
evening clothes, placing of studs in his evening shirt, and so on--he
found what looked to him like a large party of strangers all gathered
together in the dear old drawing-room.
As he walked in among them he looked first with quick interest at the
three girls. Yes, Timmy was right--Rosamund was lovely. Dolly struck him
as commonplace, though as a matter of fact she looked more attractive
than usual. Betty looked very hot--or was it that the exquisite
complexion that once had been her chief physical beauty had gone?
After a moment or two Betty slipped out of the room, leaving Radmore and
Mr. Tosswill shaking hands quite cordially, if a little awkwardly.
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