But disagreeable as that affair had been, it was nothing to what had happened to-night.
She felt she would never forget the scene which had followed on the white cat's attack on Mrs.Crofton.And yet, while concerned and sorry, she had been shocked at the poor young woman's utter lack of self-control.
It was quite true, as Betty had somewhat bitterly remarked, that she, Janet Tosswill, did not care for cats.

Unfortunately there was a certain sentimental interest attached to Josephine, for she had been brought from France as a kitten, a present from Betty to Timmy, by an officer who had been George's closest pal.

She was also ruefully aware that old Nanna would very much resent the disappearance of "French pussy," as she had always called Josephine.

As for Timmy, Janet had never seen her boy look as he had looked to-night since the dreadful day that they had received the War Office telegram about George.
Leaving her room, she walked along the corridor till she came to Timmy's door.

She tried the handle, and, finding with relief that the door was unlocked, walked in.