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And then, with one hand resting on his cat's soft, furry neck, he read through the long account of the inquest held on Colonel Crofton's death. As he worked laboriously down the long columns, Timmy's freckled forehead became wrinkled, for, try as he might, he could not make out what it was all about.
Crofton's charming evening cloak and becoming little hood. As she did so she told herself again that Mrs. Crofton must be much better off than they had thought her to be from her letter. Every woman, even the least sophisticated, knows what really beautiful and becoming clothes cost nowadays, and Mrs. Crofton's clothes were eminently beautiful and becoming.
After all, there was only one among them to whom this news was of any real moment. Janet, feeling curiously tired, went into the drawing-room. The moment she had finished Enid Crofton's letter she had begun to torment herself as to whether she had done right or wrong after all? To her relief Godfrey Radmore came into the drawing-room.
To the patient he made light of the whole matter, but while someone was putting on Mrs. Crofton's overshoes and while her evening cloak was being brought in he moved a little aside with Jack, Mr. Tosswill, and Radmore. None of them noticed that Timmy was hovering on the outskirts of the group.
My 'usband was Colonel Crofton's dog-breeding assistant, and 'e's about to start for 'imself in the same line, if 'e can get the money that's been promised 'im. If 'e can't get that money well, 'e'll have to go into service again, and 'e thought that Major Radmore, who's a kind, generous gentleman, might 'elp 'im to a job." Radmore felt amused, interested, and, yes, a little touched.
Pacing slowly in her dark garden, Enid Crofton's pulse quickened at the recollection of those maladroit, hungry kisses. Something a mere glancing streak of the great shaft of ecstasy which enveloped Jack Tosswill's whole being had touched her senses into what had seemed to him marvellous response.
'My dear friend, repeated Miss Crofton, 'has asked me to accompany her, and state her case. She is too highly strung to speak for herself. Miss Baddeley wrung Miss Crofton's hand, and visibly quivered. Merton assumed an air of sympathy. 'The situation is grave? he asked.
He was trying to make up a form of words to convey this to her before the other two, when good fortune seemed to favour him, for brother and sister began as they were wont to do wrangling together. Seeing his opportunity he bent down a little over Mrs. Crofton's couch in order to suggest to her that he should come again to-morrow.
He was going to a party at Crofton's, and had already dressed himself as sprucely as the resources of Torrentville would permit. He was seventeen years old, and somewhat inclined to be "fast." He was rather a good-looking fellow an exceedingly good-looking fellow in his own estimation.
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.
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