I'm afraid he wanted to see
whether the cat would behave as the dog had done."
"That's what I mean," she exclaimed, dabbing her eyes, "that's exactly
what I mean! I don't want to hurt his feelings, or to make a fuss, but I
should be so grateful if you could manage to prevent his coming here. I
don't want to make you vain," she smiled, very winningly, "but sometimes
I do feel that 'two's company.' Since I've been here I've hardly ever
seen you alone. I used to enjoy our talks in London! I feel, I know that
you're the only friend I've got in Beechfield."
"That's rather hard on Jack Tosswill," and though he smiled, he looked at
her significantly.
Enid was so surprised that for a moment her composure gave way, and the
colour rushed into her pale face. Then she pulled herself together. "It
really hasn't been my fault," she said plaintively.
"I'm sure it hasn't. But in a village one has to be careful. Would
it surprise you to hear that as I came along this morning, one of
the inhabitants of Beechfield spoke to me of you and Jack, and
suggested--forgive me for saying so--not only that the boy was very much
in love with you but that you--well--encouraged him!"
Enid Crofton sat up.
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