Kitty's Enemy by Eleanora H. Stooke

"TIM, there's a letter from your father by this evening's post," said Mr. Shuttleworth, opening his nephew's bedroom door, "and it contains news which will interest you. Why, dear me, what's amiss? " he inquired, as Tim rose hastily from his knees by the bedside and turned his tear-stained face towards him.

Receiving no response, Mr. Shuttleworth entered the room, and, seating himself on a chair by the window, surveyed the little boy through his spectacles, his expression one of deep concern.