11 December 1911 – 17 December 1911

In the Park it was very dark and she said,-- "If I lose you I shan't be able to find my way home." "Oh! I'll look after you," I said. Both being of the same mind at the same time we sat down on a seat together when a fortunate thing happened. It began to rain. So I offered her part of my overcoat. She nestled in under my arm and I kissed her out of hand. Voilà! A very pretty little girl, 'pon my word.