"Si, Signorina," the gondolier replied, with prompt exactitude; "her sister's brother-in-law was the nephew of our grandmother's niece by marriage."
"Oh!" May gasped, rendered, for once, inarticulate, by this surprising exhibition of genealogic lore.
They were late in coming in that evening, and, as the girls opened their chamber door, the perfume of the roses wafted to them conveyed a delicate hint of unmerited neglect.
"Poor things!" said Pauline; "it was a shame to leave them to themselves all day long, doing nobody any good!"
"I know it," May admitted; "it was a shame; but I didn't want to wear them, in all this heat, and I couldn't very well sit and tend them, all day! I know what we will do," she added, with quick decision; "we will take them round to the poor singer in the morning. Perhaps they may give her pleasure."
"I wonder how Mr. Kenwick would like that," queried Pauline, who, in spite
