Janet Tosswill hesitated. "I wish I could come back with you," she said
at last, regretfully. "But I promised to go straight home this morning."
She debated within herself whether she should say anything here and now
about Dolly's engagement; then she made up her mind not to do so yet.
Miss Pendarth, slightly lowering her voice, went on: "Perhaps I might
come in this afternoon, and bring what I want to show you with me? It's a
full report of the inquest held on Colonel Crofton."
Janet looked up quickly. "I confess I should very much like to read
that," she exclaimed, and then she added, "but I shan't be in this
afternoon. I've promised to go over to Oakford."
That much information she would vouchsafe her old friend.
A slightly satirical look came over Miss Pendarth's face. She told
herself how foolish it was of Janet to suppose for a single moment that
that good-looking young clergyman was ever likely to make an offer to
tiresome, stupid, untidy Dolly Tosswill!
"I wonder if you would lend me the paper?" Janet suggested hesitatingly.
"Timmy could go for it now, and I would send it you back the moment I had
read it."
"Very well," said the other, not very graciously.
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