The herbaceous borders were in fuller beauty than anything the Old Place garden could now show, but Radmore paid no further compliment, and it was she who broke the silence.
"You must see amazing changes at Old Place," she said musingly.

"The rest of Beechfield has altered comparatively little, but Old Place is very different, with George gone, and all those young people who were children when you went away, grown up.

As for Timmy, he was little more than a baby ten years ago." "Timmy is my godson," said Radmore quickly.

Her allusion to George had cut him.
Miss Pendarth turned on him rather sharply.

"Of course I know that! I remember his christening as if it was yesterday.