She has gone over to Oakford, and they are busy
making an inventory of the things they will have to buy."
"Has he actually saved L100?" asked Betty.
"No, he never could have done that. He's had a legacy left him, and he
seems to think that L100 will start them most splendidly and comfortably
on their married life. He _is_ a fool!"
The door which gave on to the stairs which led from the scullery to the
upper floor opened, and Godfrey Radmore stepped down. "Am I the fool?" he
asked pleasantly.
Janet answered, smiling: "No, no; you're anything but that. I was only
telling Betty that Dolly and Mr. Barton are engaged at last." She turned
to Betty. "Of course, he's coming to supper to-night. I've been wondering
what we can do in the way of something extra to celebrate the occasion.
We _were_ going to have cold mutton."
"At any rate I'll go and see what the village pub. can produce in the way
of champagne," exclaimed Godfrey. He turned to his godson. "Timmy? Run up
and look at Josephine and her kittens. I've put them in the old night
nursery for a bit."
And then, when the boy had gone, he went up to Janet and, to her
surprise, put his arm through hers: "I'm glad about Dolly," he said
heartily.
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