" And then,
for she was most painfully disturbed by this scene between herself and
Jack, she said quietly: "I'm sorry that Mrs. Crofton ever came to
Beechfield. I didn't think there was anyone in the world who would make
you speak to me as you have spoken to me now."
"I hate injustice!" he exclaimed, a little shamefacedly. "I can't think
why you've turned against her, Janet. It's so mean as well as so unkind!
She has hardly any friends in the world, and she thought by the account
Godfrey gave of us that _we_ should become her friends."
"It's always a woman's own fault if she has no friends, especially when
she's such an attractive woman as Mrs. Crofton," said Janet shortly. She
hesitated, and then added something for which she was sorry immediately
afterwards: "I happen to know rather more about Mrs. Crofton than most of
the people in Beechfield do."
She spoke with that touch of mysterious finality which is always so
irritating to a listener who is in indifferent sympathy with a speaker.
"What d'you mean?" cried Jack fiercely. "I insist on your telling me what
you mean!"
Janet Tosswill told herself with Scotch directness that she had been a
fool.
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