"Colonel Crofton and I were once engaged. I went out to India to stay
with my brother, and it happened there. _Now_ we should have married. But
things were very different _then_. When my father found Captain Crofton
was not in a position to make what was then regarded as a proper
settlement, he declared the engagement at an end."
Janet felt touched. There was such a depth of restrained feeling in her
old friend's voice. Somehow it had never occurred to her that Olivia
Pendarth could ever have been in love!
"It must be very painful for you to have her here," she said
involuntarily.
"In a way, yes. But I suspected she was his widow from the first."
"I think that, if I were you, I would say nothing to his sister,"
observed Janet.
"Very well. I will take your advice."
She changed the subject abruptly. "Let me know if Kate can be of any more
use. She's quite anxious to go on helping you all. She's got so fond of
Betty: she says she'd do anything for her."
"We're managing all right now, and Godfrey really is a help, instead of a
hindrance. He actually suggested that he should do the washing-up this
morning!"
"That's the best thing I've ever heard of Godfrey Radmore," exclaimed
Miss Pendarth.
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