All at once Timmy exclaimed in his shrill voice:--"I like macaroni
cheese. Why shouldn't I have a little to-day, too? Here, Tom, you take
my meat, and I'll have your macaroni cheese." He did not wait for Tom's
assent to this peculiar proposal, and was proceeding to effect the
exchange when Tom muttered crossly, while yet, or so Radmore fancied,
casting rather longing eyes at Timmy's plate.
"You know perfectly well you've got to have meat to drive the ghosties
out of your silly head."
Timmy submitted with a grunt of disappointment, and the meal proceeded.
Again Radmore felt surprised and puzzled. Was it conceivable that the
whole family--with the exception of Mr. Tosswill, Jack and Timmy, had
become so High Church that Friday was with them a meatless day?
CHAPTER XI
After her visitors had gone, Mrs. Crofton had come back slowly,
languidly, to her easy-chair.
It was too warm for a fire, yet somehow the fire comforted her, for she
felt cold as well as tired, and, yes, she could admit it to herself,
horribly disappointed. How stupid men were--even clever men!
It was so stupid of Godfrey Radmore not to have come to see her, this the
first time, alone.
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