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“He went away, and Kitty came into the parlor, and we had a great laugh over our dinner-party; and the next day it was told to an admiring audience of three,–grandmamma and my two aunts; but I think the story never went any farther, as we did not even dare to tell my brothers. Ann probably wonders to this day who took her place.

“The next Monday we went back to our two boarding-schools, and after a while we forgot the whole affair. Kitty finished school with high honors in July, and ‘came out’ in November, and was a great belle in Boston all that winter. I, in durance vile at Mrs. Walkintwo’s, read her journal-letters to a select circle of friends; and they were a green spot in our so-considered desert of life.

“Towards the last of the winter, papa’s sister, for whom Kate was named, and who was very fond of her, sent for my sister to come to her for a visit of a few weeks during my uncle’s absence. She wrote she would not have to suspend her pleasure in the least, as there had never been more gayety in Baltimore than at that time; and some young friends of Kitty’s had that very day come from Europe, which was a great inducement. Baltimore was a kind of paradise to her, and her friends there were very dear ones. Her room-mate at Madame Riche’s, who was her very best friend, lived quite near my uncle Hunter’s, and she had not seen her for months. Besides, Boston was getting dull, and she was tired, and Baltimore air always made her well. So it was settled, and Kitty went.

“Papa carried her on; and for the first week she had a cold, and was not out of the house. However, her letters were very happy ones; the contents being mostly abstracts of conversations between herself and the dear Alice Thornton, and bits of Baltimore gossip, in which I wasn’t particularly interested. But the cold got better, and her letters grew rather shorter as she got farther into the round of parties and pleasure.

“Finally there came a very thick letter, and there was something new on the stage. She wrote to me somewhat after this fashion, while staying with Miss Thornton:–

“‘You’re not to tell this, Margie; but I’m getting involved in what seems to be a mystery. Ever since I’ve been here, the girls have talked to me of the most charming gentleman ever seen in Baltimore, and they all declared I must be introduced; so at last I got up quite a curiosity. They said he was an Englishman, very rich, and so handsome! why! if one were to believe their stories, he might be carried about for a show! He was said to be very reserved, and to pay very little attention to any of the young ladies. He knows Mr. Thornton, Alice’s father; and they are good friends, so Alice has seen a good deal of him, and he has been more polite to her than to any one else.

“‘She had told him of me, and he seemed quite anxious to know me. She had promised to present him the very first chance, and that was last night at her party.

“‘I wish I had time to tell you about it. Every one says it was one of the most delightful ones ever given in Baltimore, and I did enjoy it wonderfully. But do let me tell you about the Englishman. It was about eleven before he came, and every thing was at its height. I was dancing with Mr. Dent; and the moment I stopped, up came Alice, with the most elegant-looking man I ever saw; and the strangest thing is, that I think now, and thought then, I have seen him somewhere before. He watched me intently as he crossed the room, and asked Alice, as she has told me to-day, who I was; and when she said, “That is Kitty Tennant,” he looked as pleased as Punch. Don’t tell mamma,’ said Kitty. I keep wondering where it is I have met him; but I know I cannot have, for they say he is just from England. But you don’t know how queerly he acted. All at once he looked as puzzled as could be; and by the time he was close to me he stared in the queerest way; and when Alice introduced us, he bowed, and said, “Haven’t we met before, Miss Tennant?” I said, “I think so;” and said I wished he would help me remember, for I was very certain I had seen him.