Radmore, I want to tell you something. I'm horribly afraid of
Timmy!"
There was an accent of absolute sincerity in her low voice. She went
on:--"Dr. O'Farrell has been talking to me about him. He seems a most
strange, unnatural child. The village people believe that he has
supernatural powers. Do you believe that?"
"I don't quite know what I think about Timmy," he answered hesitatingly.
He felt acutely uncomfortable, also rather shocked that Dr. O'Farrell had
said anything about a child who might, after all, be regarded as his
patient. But Enid Crofton was looking at him very intently, and so he
went on:--
"I've never spoken to any of them about it, but, yes, if you ask me for
my honest opinion, I do think the child has very peculiar powers."
And then, all at once, Enid Crofton burst into tears. "Timmy terrifies
me," she sobbed. "I wish he never came near me! He hates me--I feel it
all the time. I'm sure he made that cat fly at me!"
Radmore remained silent--he didn't know what to say, what to admit. He
wondered uncomfortably how she had come so near the truth.
"Come, come," he said, bending forward, "you mustn't feel like that. I
don't think the child hates you, but I do think that he loves trying
experiments with that queer power of his.
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