She _loves_ cooking.

She'll come into the drawing-room later if she's not too tired." Radmore felt indignant.

It was too bad that Betty, whom he vividly remembered as the petted darling of the house, should now have become--to put it in a poetical way--the family Cinderella! But as the dinner went on, and as the soup was succeeded by some excellent fish, as well as by roast chicken, a particularly delicious blackberry fool, and a subtly composed savoury, he began to wonder whether some good professional cook had not been got in after all.

He could hardly believe that Betty had cooked and dished up this really excellent dinner.
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.Crofton's eye as she passed out first, but of course he failed, and as he came back to the table, he observed: "I do hope Betty won't be too tired to come into the drawing-room.

Mrs.Crofton was saying the other day that she wished she knew her better." He was in a softened mood, the kind of mood which makes a man not only say, but think, pleasant things.
And then Mr.Tosswill made one of his rare practical remarks.