118 MADGE’S MISTAKE,

own way in the matter, and away they go
through the gate and round the corner in
orand style.

The carriage drives up just as they disap-
pear round the corner, and Tiny and I are
soon seated waiting for Father, who has dis-
covered a few leaves on the steps, and is
sending a little message through Rivington
the butler to Robert, to the effect that he
does not wish to see them there on his return
home.

Directly we start I find I have forgotten
mother’s sun-shade after all, but I dare not
ask to go back for it, so ] have to sit oppo-
site Tiny, in the full glare of the sun, and
try to look happy, though I know, to my
sorrow, that I shall arrive at the gardens with
a red nose and scorched eyeballs.

If I were with any one but Father [
should tilt my hat over my nose regardless
of appearances, but as the case stands it is
out of the question.

It may be imagined too that my thoughts
are not very pleasant as I sit listening to