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Perhaps you and your lady would like to go over the house by yourselves? People often do, I notice. If you'll excuse me, I'll just nip away. I wants to go to the village for a few minutes that is if your little boy will be so kind as to stay with my Rosie till I'm back." "I'm sure he will," said Radmore heartily.
One day, when Radmore had already been at Beechfield for close on a fortnight, Timmy drew him aside, and said mysteriously: "Godfrey, I want to tell you something." Radmore looked down and said pleasantly, though with a queer inward foreboding in his mind: "Go ahead, boy I'm listening." "Something's going to happen to someone here. I saw Dr. O'Farrell last night, I mean in a dream.
She still thought of Godfrey Radmore as of the rather raw, awkward, though clear-headed and determined lad of twenty-three the Radmore, that is, of nine years ago. "My husband and I first met him in Egypt," said Mrs. Crofton hesitatingly. The delicate colour in her cheeks deepened.
It seemed strange to care for a person you had never seen since you were a tiny child but there it was! To Timmy everything that touched his godfather was of far greater moment than he would have admitted to anyone. Radmore was his secret hero; and now, to-night, he asked himself painfully, why had his hero left off loving Betty? The story he had overheard this afternoon had deeply impressed him.
Half an hour later Betty and Timmy were busily engaged in washing up the breakfast things when Godfrey Radmore strolled into the scullery. "I thought that I was always to be in on this act?" he exclaimed.
They had come to a circular stone seat which was much older even than this old garden, and Miss Pendarth motioned her visitor to sit down. "It isn't a new thing with Timmy," she said. "As a matter of fact, even before you left Beechfield, Dr. O'Farrell regarded the child as being in some way abnormal." "D'you mean while he was still a baby?" asked Radmore.
But I'm afraid that she's got very little money, and, of course, the country is cheaper than town, isn't it?" "I suppose it is. But Mrs. Crofton can't be poor. I know she paid a premium for the lease of The Trellis House." "That's odd." Radmore spoke in an off-hand manner, but Janet, watching him, thought he felt a little awkward. He went on: "I know that Colonel Crofton was hard up.
Radmore peered at the speaker: a thin, medium-sized woman she seemed to be; obviously not one of the country folk by her accent a Londoner. "Go straight on, and in about a quarter of an hour, you'll find The Trellis House on your right. But you'd better enquire as soon as you get into the village itself. Is it Mrs. Crofton's house that you want to find?"
He had surprised her further by going on: "I believe as what the Major is coming 'ome soon, ma'am. Perhaps then I might venture to ask you to say a word for me? Major Radmore was known in the regiment as a very kind gentleman." "I'll do what I can, Piper." She had said the words with apparent earnestness, but, deep in her heart, she had thought the request totally unreasonable.
Then had come the short interval in Egypt during which the Croftons had met Godfrey Radmore, and, after that for Enid, another delightful stretch of London life. She had felt it intolerable to go back to the old, dull life, on an income which seemed smaller than ever with rising prices, and everything sacrificed, or so it had seemed to her, to Colonel Crofton's new, dog-breeding hobby.
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