It must be twelve or thirteen years ago.

I can see you and Betty standing by the font--" and then she stopped abruptly, while Radmore blushed hotly under his tan.
He said hastily: "Timmy's a dear little chap, but I confess I can't make him out sometimes." Miss Pendarth turned and looked at him.

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 she felt that Godfrey Radmore was entitled to know the little she could tell him, so "Timmy is a very queer child," she said slowly, "but I can't help thinking, Mr.Radmore--" "Do call me Godfrey," he exclaimed, and at once she went on: "Well, Godfrey, I think a certain amount of his oddity is owing to the fact that he's never been to school or mixed with other boys.