A bright yellow canary was purchased, and hung in the sitting room window to Helen's great delight, and she had no time to be unhappy. Cyril seemed to prefer being engaged so the marriage was put off, and Helen was once more light hearted and merry and her gay laugh might often be heard as she chatted cheerily to the clerks or played comic songs on the little harmonium.
And yet no one is there to warn Helen of the approaching danger and misery.
CHAPTER 20
THE SILVER TEAPOT
Time sped on and nothing happened to alarm or upset Helen untill a certain October morning.
She had just commenced her breakfast, when in came Cyril attired in his best black suit and stiff collar.
"Why Cyril" cried Helen "how very early you are."
"Yes I am" responded Cyril triumphantly "I am going to see a friend who lives in Piccadilly and I doubt if I shall be back before 10 or 11 tonight."
"Really?" said Helen, "well make a good breakfast or you'll be quite done up."