Yes, Jack had hardly changed at all, but
Radmore, looking at Jack, felt a sudden intolerable jealousy for
George....
He came back with a start to what was going on around him, and idly he
wondered what had happened to all the servants this evening. Truth to
tell he had been just a little surprised and taken aback at not finding
his bag unpacked and his evening clothes laid out before dinner.
Timmy had slipped out of his chair and brought him a plateful of roast
mutton, and now Rosamund was playing waitress, smiling at his elbow, a
lovely Hebe indeed, with dishes of potatoes and greens. He helped himself
a little awkwardly, while Timmy was taking round platefuls of meat to his
father, to Jack, and finally one to his own little self.
Then Betty went out of the room, and came back with a large dish of
macaroni cheese, which she put on a side table. Jack got up and whispered
something to her rather angrily. He was evidently remonstrating with her
for not having allowed him to go and get the dish, for he motioned her
rather imperiously back to her seat by her father, while he himself,
calling to Dolly to help him, dealt out generous portions of macaroni
cheese to those who had not taken meat.
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