“He had other fish to fry. A Mountie’s lot is sometimes not a happy one. He had no intention of denying himself such fringe benefits as came his way, such as a chance to look at Janet Wadman while he ate. Like any good housewife, Janet was profuse in her apologies as she set a feast before him. “I’m sorry it’s such slim pickings around here tonight. I just can’t seem to think straight, much less cook right. Dot Fewter never did come back. She’s going to stay down with Mrs. Druffitt tonight. I su...ppose the poor woman’s afraid to sleep in the house alone. At least Dot’s better than nobody.” “That’s a matter of opinion,” said Rhys. “This food is delicious, Janet, and I shall help you with the dishes. Where’s your brother? Doesn’t he want to eat with me?” “He was too excited to eat with anybody. Mama Dupree—that’s his wife’s mother—called up and said they’d just told Annabelle she could leave the hospital, so he hared right on down there without even stopping to wash his hands, much less eat his supper.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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