A nice quiet good kiss last night.
Washington took coffee with us, and with some humming and ah-ing, pulled out of his pocket today’s Leeds Mercury containing among the marriages of Wednesday last: ‘Same day, at the Parish Church H-x, Captain Tom Lister of Shibden Hall to Miss Ann Walker, late of Lidget, near the same place’. I smiled and said it was very good – read it aloud to A- who also smiled and then took up the paper and read the skit to my aunt, and on returning the paper to W- begged him to give it to us when he had done with it – he said he would and seemed agreeably surprised to find what was probably meant to annoy, taken so quietly and with such mere amusement – said not a word of it to my father and Marian, with 1/2 hour till 8 1/4 – then came upstairs.
A- did not like the joke, suspects the Briggs. So does my aunt.