Mrs. Crofton was saying the other day that she wished
she knew her better." He was in a softened mood, the kind of mood which
makes a man not only say, but think, pleasant things.
And then Mr. Tosswill made one of his rare practical remarks. "I have
always thought that every woman ought to be taught cooking," he said
musingly. "We have certainly just had a very good dinner; I must remember
to tell Betty how much I enjoyed that savoury."
"Did Betty cook it all?" asked Radmore.
It was Jack who answered, "Yes, of course she did. Early in the War there
was a great shortage of cooks in some of the country hospitals, and so
Betty asked a friend of ours to allow her to spend a few weeks in her
kitchen. So now we have the benefit of all she learnt there."
Five minutes later the three men stood at the open door of the
drawing-room, and at once Radmore saw that Betty was not there. That was
really too bad! What selfish girls her sisters were!
Acting on an impulse he could not have analysed, he stepped back into the
corridor and walked quickly towards the green baize door which led to the
kitchen quarters. Just as he reached it, the door burst open, and Tom,
rushing through, almost knocked him over.
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