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Updated: June 26, 2025
"Whether I buy this place depends on you," he said obstinately. "Well, then, if I'm to decide, I say buy it!" She turned and smiled at him a little tremulously, keeping her head well down her face shadowed by the deep brim of her motor-bonnet. More and more was this like a scene out of a dream to Betty Tosswill.
And now I'm rather in a quandary as to whether I ought to tell her what I heard, and indeed as to whether I ought even to send her the report of the inquest which appeared in a local paper, and which I at last managed to secure." "Of course I know that Colonel Crofton committed suicide." Janet Tosswill lowered her voice instinctively.
She knew everything there was to know about Timmy Tosswill. His mother had early confided in her, and she never spoke of the child to other people. Like so many gossips, when really trusted with a secret, Miss Pendarth could keep a confidence none better.
But Janet Tosswill admired and loved the girl more than ever since Betty had come back, from what had perforce been a full and exciting life, to take up the dull, everyday routine existence at Old Place where, what with a bad investment, high prices, and the sudden leap in the income-tax, from living pleasantly at ease they had become most unpleasantly poor.
Janet Tosswill shook her head, and yet when she had shut the door behind her in her husband's study, almost the first words she uttered, after having told him of Godfrey Radmore's coming visit, were: "I shall never, never forgive him for the way he treated Betty. I hate the thought of having to be nice to him I wish Timmy wasn't his godson!"
But Jack Tosswill was truly attached to his step-mother. He was old enough to remember what a change she had made in the then dull, sad, austere Old Place. Janet had at once thrown herself into the task of being sister, rather than step-mother, to her husband's children, and bountifully had she succeeded!
When Godfrey Radmore had gone out of their lives there had been a great, perhaps even then a false, air of prosperity over them all. John Tosswill was a man who had always made bad investments; but in that far-off time, "before the War," living was so cheap, wages were so low, the children were all still so young, that he and Janet had managed very well.
He would ask tiresome, inconvenient questions about the mythical woman friend, the almost sister, for whom she had required the money, and she would have to make up tiresome, inconvenient lies. Also he would want to kiss her, and she did so want her dinner! She stood up and then the door opened and, instead of Jack, Timmy Tosswill came through it.
Radmore felt secretly relieved that he and Timmy got home too late for him to see Mr. Tosswill alone before dinner.
Then, turning the handle, she walked into what was still called the schoolroom, though Timmy never did his lessons there. Betty Tosswill, the eldest of John Tosswill's three daughters, was sitting at a big mid-Victorian writing-table, examining the house-books. She had just discovered two "mistakes" in the milkman's account, and she felt perhaps unreasonably sorry and annoyed.
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