Connecticut western news., 1886-04-14
nppled by rumors of the advent of a live English baronet, Blanche, Vera and Editha began to hone anew e+

Miss Clitchett, one of their particular friends, had been introduced to Sir Reve Kennett at Delmonico ball, and she had promised to ask the NemourvilIe girls to charade party where the English bar onet was to be present.
 of white brocade. Vera ordered Madam Petherique to make over her cherry satin with founces of black Escurial lace and a train full quarter of a yard long. Editha, who enacted the juvenile role, ripped her one white muslin to pieces and remade it, with puffs and pleatings of Spanish blonde and occasional knots ofithe palest blae siebsss --1 But they were doomed to the saddest disappointment. They went to the party. So did Sir Reve Kennett. But somehow they could not get near the reigning star.
 'Pn never forgive Cornelia Clitchett!" said Miss Nemourville, as pale as her own brocade. "She hasn't taken any more notice of us than if we were those big china jars ID the corner"
 ''She meant deliberate insult!" gasp ed Vera.
 But they were wrong. It was only that poor Cornelia Clitchett had entirely | forgotten all about them in the rush and crush and excitement of the evening. ''How handsome he is!' said Editha. ''Oh, oh, why can't we get an introduc- tiona Look, look he's coming this way. Who is that lady on his arm-the tall lady in white, with the magnificent eyes and the necklace of pearls2" -
 Don't you know2" said Mrs. De Sain- tin. 'It's Lady kennett." 'Lady Kenneth" ''His wife," explained Mrs. De saintin, graciously. ''He is here on his wedding tour. Lady Kennett is charming. They are to give ball at the Windsor Hotel, in return for the hospitalities they have received here."
 ''Oh!" said the three Misses Nemour- vile, in concert.
 | Mrs. De Saintin. "No? Pray allow me the pleasure!"
 And presently Sir Reve and Lady Ken nett were lowing their acknowledgment of the profuse courtesies of the Misses Nemourville
 If the English guests had been crown | a1 he o% have been more obsequious. @ | Sir Reve was tall and strikingly hand some. Lady Kennett had fine eyes and graceful figure, but was not otherwise remarkable.
 "Nemourville '' she repeated. ''Did you say Nemourville?'
 "A pretty name, isn't it9" said Mrs. De Saintin.
 But it is not new to me-" said Lady Kennett, smiling. 'I have met these ladies before."
 'Tm sure, your ladyship, Idon't know how that could be-" said Blanche, quite fluttered with the idea of addressing a lady of title..
 "oh, Ideclare, your ladyship~ gig gled Vera.
 "Your ladyship is making fun of us,'' said artless Editha.
 "Oh, but 1 am quite certain of it p said Lady Kennett, in her slow, graceful way. "You," to the elder, "are Blanche, aren't you9 And you are Vera? And this is Edithaa Now, am I not right2 Is it possible that you have forgotten mel"
 The three Misses Nemourville would not for the world have suspected an En, glish baronet's lady of inaccuracy.
 But they certainly viewed her with re spectful incredulity and amazement.
 'I am Lassie, "said she-'Lassie Vas sall, who used to pick blackberries and gather autumn leaves with you. an your cousin three times removedw
 The three Misses Nemourville were straightway lifted from comparative in significance to the top wave of populari ty. As three elderly spinsters, they ha6 heen rather drugs in the market thar otherwise. But as Lady Kennett's cou , sins, the dawn of a new social existenc, } was brightening over them. "You darling!" cried Blanche, whe1
 she came to lunch at the Windsor Hotel the next day, with Sir Reve and Lad, : Kennett. .sNow you must tell me, hoy l did it all happens'
 q don't know, am sure," said Las 9 sic, timidly. 'I went to Scotland as
 nursery-governess with a lady who was
 friend of good Mrs. Halls; and at Locl f Lomond we met Sir Reve, and-and-' l "And I can tell the rest" said Si t Reve, laughingly, taking up the droppe r chain of Lassie's words. "And Sir Rev 7 fell in love with you, and he would giv l you no peace at all until you married hir l -eh, little girl2" .--..F | And as Lassie smiled shyly up at hin - Blanche Nemourville could not but at a knowledge to herself that this third cot Q sin of hers had wonderful dark eyes.
 ''But for all that" she afterward tol g Editha and Vera, "I can't see what the1
 was in Lassie Vassall to attract such Il man as Sir Reve Kcnnett If it had bee
 me, now, or either of you" d "Yes," nodded the two other sister l. eff it had been either of u! But me- o country chit, right off the farm, witho,
 particle of style about her" y And then they all three cried in chorus