‘Yer know,’ said Catherine as they headed back to Shafston Road, ‘it seemed that every time I saw Nicholas, he was looking at you.’
‘Don’t be ridiculous.’ Lillian said and smirked. ‘Besides, it’s Arthur you should be worried about. He spent so much time with his eyes on you he almost tripped when we were walking up to the Windmill.’
‘Really? Are yer sure?’
Lillian laughed at her friend’s hopeful face. ‘Definitely. As for Nicholas, I knew who he was as soon as Matthew introduced us.’
‘Yer did?’ Catherine was intrigued. ‘Why didnae yer say?’
‘I couldn’t bring myself to tell him. The truth is the Hamiltons live not far from Patricia’s.’ Lillian paused. Catherine had been so kind to bring her along to meet all her friends. The outing had been such a soothing balm for her worries. It was t
