Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-10-12

was more delicious than ever remember ii.
Timothy got up q bottle of the special brown
sherry and he filled our glasses himself; then
he held his UP and screwed up his eyes and
said: We'll, here's to home. and beautyl' He
2 looked quite waggish.
But he was very distract afterwards and went
s OF to his study. confess that felt quite
nervous, for have never known him propose q
b toast or screw up his eyes like that; and know
. ing what did, could not help fearing that he
was making up his mind to a proposal. juicy
and played bezque for some time, and got
more and more anxious, and when the negus
came, took Timothy's glass down to the study.
He was sitting at his desk with pen in his
mouth and his eyes fixed the ceiling; and I
noticed that he had been tearing up paper. 1t
was all strewn about, and when ventured to
pick up some pieces and put them into the
waste-paper basket I saw the word 'Hatty' on
one of them. He was quite cross at being
interrupted.
Whats the matter, with you, Amp he said.
TIM busy And then he went on again into a
brown study.
II did not know what to do for the best. So
went away and sat in the drawing room, watt
ing for him to come up. The girls had gone to
bed, and took my tatting into the window,
it was such a warm night. confess that
prayed while was sitting there.
Timothy has always been my baby since our
dear mother died when Susan was born and it
was OreaoIul 10 me 70 Cnlnk That ne might be
taking step that would lead to his unhappi-
ness could not see what he could be writing
and tearing up to Hatty except q proposal Of
marriage. His forehead had been flushed and
his eyes looked quite CLASSY.
1T seemed very long time that sat there
The Bayswater road was quite quiet. could
not tat properly for thinking Of dear Timothy.
And still he did not come up, though it grew
very late. knew that he must be sitting up
to let Hatty in; and that probably he would
then give her the letter he had been writing
II was In despair till thought: When she
comes will go down myself and open the door
TO her, and perhaps Timothy will let me talk
TO him before he puts fat in the fire. James
would say. My nerves became all hddle-strings,
so at last took up the works of Mr.. Cowper,
and tried 10 calm myself.
The carriages and cabs were coming now,
bringing people back from the theaters and the
exhibition, and knew had not long to wait.
I was just reading those clever little verses on
the high price Of fish when / saw O hanson
cab stopping at our door. I must say 1t gave
me quite shock, and I rubbed my eyes, be-
cause had made sure that the Traquairs would
bring Hatty back in their carriage.
Is A man got out first in an opera cloak and
hat, and then saw him quite plainly
assisting Hatty to alight. He placed her on the
ground and lifted her hand to his lips, and
could see her look at him archly. He got
back into the cab and drove away. 1t was Mr..
Chessman.
AT first was paralyzed at the thought
that she had driven all the way with him from
the opera, alone In the cab, that could not
move. Then I wondered whether Timothy also
had seen what had seen. In my disturbance
] ran downstairs into the hall The door Of his
room was shut and there was the bell ringing.
He did not come out, so then knew that he
must have seen.