“What an extraordinarily kindly man your brother is!” she said.
“The best in the world,” agreed Mrs. Nixon impressively.
Had either of them heard the directions he was giving Betsy at that moment, they would have edited their praise.
Helen Maynard and both the young men were occupying a section opposite, showing one another card tricks, and Mrs. Nixon and Mrs. Bruce with quiet minds discussed their summer wardrobes, and the Fairport Inn.
By a strange coincidence the subjects being discussed by Betsy and Mr. Derwent were precisely the same.
CHAPTER XIX
MRS. BRUCE’S HEADACHE
“Be it ever so humble,” said Mrs. Bruce, “there’s no place like home!”
She was standing again on the veranda of her summer cottage, where Betsy was airing and beating pillows.