But the people with whom I was staying, and who drove me over to look at the God-forsaken old house where the Croftons lived, said that local feeling was very much against her.

It was thought that she really caused him to take his life by her neglect and unkindness." "What a terrible idea!" "I fear it's true.

And now comes the question--ought I to tell his sister this?
Some of the gossip I heard was very unpleasant." "Do you mean that there was another man ?" "Other men--rather than another man.

She was always going up to London to enjoy herself with the various men friends she had made during the War, and the only guests they ever entertained were young men who were more or less in love with her." Janet smiled a little wryly.

"There's safety in numbers, and after all she's extraordinarily attractive to men." "Yes," said Miss Pendarth, "there _is_ safety in numbers, and it's said that Colonel Crofton was almost insanely jealous.