She had hoped somehow, that Godfrey would persuade Betty to go alone with
him to-day, and she was wondering now whether she could have said a word
to Timmy. Her child was so unlike other little boys. If selfish, he was
very understanding where the few people he cared for were concerned, and
his mother had never known him to give her away.
But the harm, if harm there was, was done now, and for some things she
was not sorry to get rid of Timmy for some hours. There had arisen
between the boy and his eldest half-brother a disagreeable state of
tension. Timmy seemed to take pleasure in teasing Jack, and Jack was
not in the humour to bear even the smallest practical joke just now.
* * * * *
On and on sped the party in the motor, Timmy sitting by his godfather in
front, Betty, in lonely state, behind.
They hadn't gone very far before the countryside began to have all the
charm of strangeness to Betty Tosswill, and she found herself enjoying
the change of scene as only a person who has been cooped up in one
familiar place for a considerable time can enjoy it.
"Why, we must be on the borders of Sussex!" she called out, at a point
where Radmore, slowing down, was consulting a sign-post.
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