similar blue butterfly on an invisible wire above them, the dainty
handiwork of Harriet.

The inquiry about conquests was a matter of course after a young
lady's first party, but Aurelia looked too childish for it, and
Betty made haste to reply.

"Aurelia was a very good girl. No one could have curtsied or bridled
more prettily when we paid our respects to my Lady Herries and Mrs.
Churchill, and the Dean highly commended her dancing."

"You danced? Fine doings! I thought you were merely invited to look
on at the game at bowls. Who had the best of the match?"

"The first game was won by Canon Boltby, the second by the Dean,"
said Betty; "but when they would have played the conqueror, Lady
Herries interfered and said the gentlemen had kept the field long
enough, and now it was our turn. So a cow was driven on the bowling-
green, with a bell round her neck and pink ribbons on her horns."

"A cow! What will they have next?"

"They say 'tis all the mode in London," interposed Harriet.

"Pray was the cow to instruct you in dancing?" continued the Major.

"No, sir," said Aurelia, whom he had addressed; "she was to be milked
into the bowl of syllabub."

This was received with a great "Ho! ho!" and a demand who was to act