I'm convinced that very often
he pretends to see things that he doesn't see. He loves frightening the
village people, for instance, and some of them are really afraid of him.
They think he can heal certain simple ailments, and they're absolutely
certain that he can what they call 'blight' them!"
"What a very convenient gift," observed Radmore drily. "I've known a good
many people in my time I should have liked to 'blight'!"
Even as he spoke, an unpleasant question was obtruding itself. Was it
possible that Timmy had a "scunner" against poor little Enid Crofton?
"D'you think the child has a jealous disposition?" he asked abruptly.
Miss Pendarth looked round at him, rather surprised by the question.
"He's never any occasion to be jealous," she said shortly. "Betty and
Janet both worship him, and so does his old nurse. I don't think he cares
for anyone else in the world excepting these three. Perhaps I ought to
make an exception in _your_ favour--from what I'm told he cherishes a
romantic affection for _you_."
Miss Pendarth went on: "Mind you--I think there's often a touch of malice
about the boy! Timmy wouldn't be at all averse to doing mischief to
anyone he didn't like, or whom he thought ill of.
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