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Updated: May 26, 2025
At nineteen Betty Tosswill had belonged to the ideal type of old-fashioned English girlhood high-spirited, cheerful, artless yet intelligent, with a strong sense of humour. She had worn a pink evening frock during those long-ago Christmas holidays, and had looked, at any rate in her young lover's eyes, beautiful.
Tosswill handed his guest into the pony cart with his usual, rather aloof, courtesy; and after all the good-byes had been said, and as Jack drove down the long, solitary avenue, Enid Crofton told herself that in spite of that horrible incident with the dog it was so strange that Flick should come, as it were, to haunt her out of her old life, the life she was so anxious to forget she had had a very promising and successful evening.
They all sat down, and Radmore began to eat his soup, served in a covered cup. It was very good soup, and as he was rather tired and hungry, he enjoyed it. Then Timmy got up and removed the cup and its cover; and suddenly the guest became aware that only four people at the table had taken soup himself, Mr. Tosswill, Jack, and Timmy. What an odd thing!
She was wondering anxiously why he asked her this question, and her mind all at once flew off to Piper and Mrs. Piper, and she felt sick with fear. "I ask you these questions," said the doctor very deliberately, "because, according to Mrs. Tosswill, Timmy thinks, or says he thinks, that you are always accompanied by well, how can I put it? by a phantom dog." "A phantom dog?"
Crofton than most of the people in Beechfield do." She spoke with that touch of mysterious finality which is always so irritating to a listener who is in indifferent sympathy with a speaker. "What d'you mean?" cried Jack fiercely. "I insist on your telling me what you mean!" Janet Tosswill told herself with Scotch directness that she had been a fool.
There's no end to that, you know." Jack Tosswill looked surprised. "Good Heavens, no! He's only being rushed over a bill legal proceedings threatened you know the sort of thing?" "I've made out the cheque to self and endorsed it," observed Radmore. "Thanks awfully. You are a good sort. I am far more grateful than I can say, far more than than if it was only for myself "
She realised that she was up against a more difficult problem in the ladies of the family. She felt a little frightened of Mrs. Tosswill, of whom Godfrey Radmore had spoken with such affection and gratitude. Janet looked what Mrs. Crofton called "clever," and somehow she never got on with clever women. Betty and Dolly she dismissed as of no account.
All through the meal Timmy flitted in and out, bringing round and removing the plates, but it was Tom who did most of the waiting. At last Janet, catching Enid Crofton's eye, got up and delivered as parting injunction, "Please don't stay too long behind us, gentlemen we're going to have coffee in the drawing-room." Jack Tosswill sprang to the door, and tried to catch Mrs.
She remembered how he had shouted at her, hurling bitter reproaches, telling her she would be sorry one day for having persuaded Betty to give him up. But though she, Janet Tosswill, had not forgotten, he had evidently made up his mind, the moment he had met with his unexpected and astonishing piece of good luck, to let bygones be bygones.
There had been a discussion between herself and Janet as to whether Mr. Tosswill should start taking pupils again in his old age, but they had decided against it, largely because they felt that the class of pupils whom he had been accustomed to take before the war, and who could alone be of any use from the financial point of view, could not now be made really comfortable at Old Place.
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