Forgive me for saying so, Miss Pendarth, but you know what village gossip is ?" "I'm afraid that she's giving Jack a great deal of deliberate encouragement.

Even her servants believe that he regards himself as engaged to her." "What absolute nonsense!" exclaimed Radmore vigorously.

"Why, if it comes to that, Rosamund's quite as much at The Trellis House as Jack is, and even _I_ go there very often!" "Yes, I know you do; at one time you were first favourite," said Miss Pendarth coolly.
She had never been lacking in courage.
"And yet I can assure you," he exclaimed in a challenging tone, "that I, at any rate, am not at all in love with Mrs.Crofton." "Sit down, Godfrey.

There's something I want to ask you." Unwillingly he obeyed.
"I think you knew Colonel Crofton ?" "Yes, and I liked him very much." "I'm afraid from what I've heard that she wasn't a particularly good wife to him." Radmore was surprised at the feeling in her voice, but he asked himself irritably how the devil had Miss Pendarth heard anything of the Croftons and their private affairs?
He got up again, feeling vexed with himself for having come in to Rose Cottage.
She also rose from the stone seat.
"Stop just one moment, Godfrey.

I didn't realize that you knew Mrs.
Crofton as well as you seem to do.