"Tell me about George," he said, without looking at her.
"I think Betty would like to tell you," she answered slowly: "Ask her
about him some time when you're alone together."
"Where is she now?" he asked abruptly.
"In the kitchen I think--but she won't be long."
Jack, looking ruffled and uneasy, very unlike his quiet, cool self, burst
into the room. "I can't think where that old shabby green gardening book
has gone, Janet. Do you know where it is?"
"You mean 'Gardening for Ladies'?"
"Yes."
"What on earth d'you want it for?"
"For Mrs. Crofton. Her garden's been awfully neglected."
"I'll find it presently. I think it's in my bedroom."
Again the door shut, and Janet turned to Radmore: "Your friend has made
a conquest of Jack!" She spoke with a touch of rather studied unconcern,
for she had been a little taken aback last evening when Timmy had told
her casually of his own and his godfather's call at The Trellis House.
"My friend?" Radmore repeated uncertainly.
"I mean Mrs. Crofton. The coming of a new person to live in Beechfield is
still quite an event, Godfrey."
"I don't think she'll make much difference to Beechfield," again he spoke
with a touch of hesitation.
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