On at least one occasion Mrs. Crofton went away,
leaving him quite alone, with only their odd man to look after him, for
something like a fortnight. Colonel Crofton's only interest in life was
the terriers which he apparently bred with a view to increasing his
income."
"They can't have been so very poor," said Janet abruptly. "Look at the
way she's living now."
"I feel sure she's living on capital," said Miss Pendarth slowly, "and I
think--forgive me for saying so--that she hopes to marry Godfrey Radmore.
I'm sure that's why she came to Beechfield."
"You're wrong there! She settled to come here before Godfrey came home."
"I'm convinced that she knew he was coming home soon."
Janet got up. "I must be going now," she exclaimed. "There's a great deal
to do, and only Betty and I to do it."
"I suppose Godfrey Radmore will be leaving now?"
"I hope not, for he's a help rather than a hindrance. He takes Timmy off
our hands--"
"--And he's so much at The Trellis House. I hear he dined there last
night."
"Yes, with Rosamund," answered Janet shortly.
Miss Pendarth accompanied her visitor down and out to the wrought-iron
gate. There the two lingered for a moment, and than Janet Tosswill
received one of the real surprises of her life.
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