It wouldn't be fair to let the old fellow come down here
to indulge his sporting instincts, eh?"
To that Betty made no answer, and as the water was now boiling she went
across to the dresser and brought a clean cup and saucer. "Now then,
Godfrey, this cup is for you. Nanna can wait a little longer for hers."
He sat down opposite to her, and into both their minds there came the
thought that if they had married and gone out to Australia they would
have often sat thus together in the early morning.
And then, when Nanna's cup of tea was at last ready, together with some
nice thin bread and butter cut, he asked, "Can't I carry the tray up for
you?"
She shook her head, smiling.
"I suppose you'll be down again soon? Isn't there anything else I can
help you with?"
But this time Betty shook her head even more decidedly than before.
"Oh, no!" she exclaimed. "I've got to make Nanna comfortable for the day,
and it's a long business, for she's dreadfully particular. As a matter of
fact, Rosamund and Dolly will be down before I am. They'll start
everything going for breakfast. They've been very good lately, you know!
Perhaps you'd like to give _them_ a hand?"
He looked at her hard.
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