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usted； her appearance even to…day causes people to turn and look； she is not tall in feet and inchesI have to stoop considerably when she commands from me the familiarity of a kiss； but in the quality which we call force； in moral stature； she must be full eight feet high。 When rebuking me； she can pronounce a single word； my name； 〃Augustus！〃 in a tone that renders further remark needless； and you should see her eye when she says of certain newcomers in our society； 〃I don't know them。〃 She can make her curtsy as appalling as a natural law； she knows also how to 〃take umbrage；〃 which is something that I never knew any one else to take outside of a book； she is a highly pronounced Christian； holding all Unitarians wicked and all Methodists vulgar； and once； when she was talking （as she does frequently） about King James and the English religion and the English Bible； and I reminded her that the Jews wrote it； she said with displeasure that she made no doubt King James had 〃well； seen to it that all foreign matter was expunged〃I give you her own words。 Unless you have moved in our best American society （and by this I do not at all mean the lower classes with dollars and no grandfathers； who live in palaces at Newport； and look forward to every… thing and back to nothing； but those Americans with grandfathers and no dollars； who live in boarding…houses； and look forward to nothing and back to everything）unless you have known this haughty and improving milieu； you have never seen anything like my Aunt Carola。 Of course； with Uncle Andrew's money； she does not live in a boarding…house； and I shall finish this brief attempt to place her before you by adding that she can be very kind； very loyal； very public…spirited； and that I am truly attached to her。
〃Upon your mother's side of the family；〃 she said； 〃of course。〃
〃Me！〃 I did not have to feign amazement。
My Aunt was silent。 〃Me descended from a king？〃
My Aunt nodded with an indulgent stateliness。 〃There seems to be the possibility of it。〃
〃Royal blood in my veins； Aunt？〃
〃I have said so； Augustus。 Why make me repeat it？〃
It was now； I fear； that I met Aunt Carola in that unfitting spirit； that volatile mood； which； as I have said already； her remarks often rouse in me。
〃And from what sovereign may I hope that I？〃
〃If you will consult a recent admirable compilation； entitled The American Almanach de Gotha； you will find that Henry the Seventh〃
〃Aunt； I am so much relieved！ For I think that I might have hesitated to trace it back had you saidwellCharles the Second； for example； or Elizabeth。〃
At this point I should have been wise to notice my Aunt's eye； but I did not； and I continued imprudently：
〃Though why hesitate？ I have never heard that there was anybody present to marry Adam and Eve； and so why should we all make such a to…do about〃
〃Augustus！〃
She uttered my name in that quiet but prodigious tone to which I have alluded above。
It was I who was now silent。
〃Augustus； if you purpose trifling； you may leave the room。〃
〃Oh； Aunt； I beg your pardon。 I never meant〃
〃I cannot understand what impels you to adopt such a manner to me； when I am trying to do something for you。〃
I hastened to strengthen my apologies with a manner becoming the possible descendant of a king toward a lady of distinction； and my Aunt was pleased to pass over my recent lapse from respect。 She now broached her favorite topic； which I need scarcely tell you is genealogy； beginning with her own。
〃If your title to royal blood；〃 she said； 〃were as plain as mine （through Admiral Bombo； you know）； you would not need any careful research。〃
She told me a great deal of genealogy； which I spare you； it was not one family tree； it was a forest of them。 It gradually appeared that a grandmother of my mother's grandfather had been a Fanning； and there were sundry kinds of Fannings； right ones and wrong ones； the point for me was； what kind had mine been？ No family record showed this。 If it was Fanning of the Bon Homme Richard variety； or Fanning of the Alamance； then I was no king's descendant
〃Worthy New England people； I understand；〃 said my Aunt with her nod of indulgent stateliness； referring to the Bon Homme Richard species； 〃but of entirely bourgeois extractionPaul Jones himself； you know； was a mere gardener's sonwhile the Alamance Fanning was one of those infamous regulators who opposed Governor Tryon。 Not through any such cattle could you be one of us；〃 said my Aunt。
But a dim； distant； hitherto uncharted Henry Tudor Fanning had fought in some of the early Indian wars； and the last of his known blood was reported to have fallen while fighting bravely at the battle of Cowpens。 In him my hope lay。 Records of Tarleton； records of Marion's men； these were what I must search； and for these I had best go to Kings Port。 If I returned with Kinship proven； then I might be a Selected Salic Scion； a chosen vessel； a royal seed； one in the most exalted circle of men and women upon our coasts。 The other qualifications were already mine： ancestors colonial and bellicose upon land and sea
〃besides having acquired；〃 my Aunt was so good as to say； 〃sufficient personal presentability since your life in Paris； of which I had rather not know too much； Augustus。 It is a pity；〃 she repeated； 〃that you will have so much research。 With my family it was all so satisfactorily clear through Kill…devil BomboAdmiral Bombo's spirited； reckless son。〃
You will readily conceive that I did not venture to betray my ignorance of these Bombos； I worked my eyebrows to express a silent and timeworn familiarity。
〃Go to Kings Port。 You need a holiday； at any rate。 And I；〃 my Aunt handsomely finished； 〃will make the journey a present to you。〃
This generosity made me at once； and sincerely； repentant for my flippancy concerning Charles the Second and Elizabeth。 And so； partly from being tempted by this apple of Eve； and partly because recent overwork had tired me； but chiefly for her sake； and not to thwart at the outset her kindly…meant ambitions for me； I kissed the hand of my Aunt Carola and set forth to Kings Port。
〃Come back one of us；〃 was her parting benediction。
II： I Vary My Lunch
Thus it was that I came to sojourn in the most appealing； the most lovely； the most wistful town in America； whose visible sadness and distinction seem also to speak audibly； speak in the sound of the quiet waves that ripple round her Southern front； speak in the church…bells on Sunday morning； and breathe not only in the soft salt air； but in the perfume of every gentle； old…fashioned rose that blooms behind the high garden walls of falling mellow…tinted plaster： Kings Port the retrospective； Kings Port the belated； who from her pensive porticoes looks over her two rivers to the marshes and the trees beyond； the live…oaks； veiled in gray moss； brooding with memories！ Were she my city； how I should love her！
But though my city she cannot be； the enchanting image of her is mine to keep； to carry with me wheresoever I may go； for who； having seen her； could forget her？ Therefore I thank Aunt Carola for this gift； and for what must always go with it in my mind； the quiet and strange romance which I saw happen； and came finally to share in。 Why it is that my Aunt no longer wishes to know either the boy or the girl； or even to hear their names mentioned； you shall learn at the end； when I have finished with the wedding； for this happy story of love ends with a wedding； and begins in the Woman's Exchange； which the ladies of Kings Port have established； and （I trust） lucratively conduct； in Royal Street。
Royal Street！ There's a relevance in this name； a fitness to my errand； but that is pure accident。
The Woman's Exchange happened to be there； a decorous resort for those who became hungry； as I did； at the hour of noon each day。 In my very pleasant boarding…house； where； to be sure； there was one dreadful boarder； a tall lady； whom I soon secretly called Junobut let unpleasant things waitin the very pleasant house where I boarded （I had left my hotel after one night） our breakfast was at eight； and our dinner not until three： sacred meal hours in Kings Port； as inviolable； I fancy； as the Declaration of Independence； but a gap quite beyond the stretch of my Northern vitals。 Therefore； at twelve； it was my habit to leave my Fanning researches for a while； and lunch at the Exchange upon chocolate and sandwiches most delicate in savor。 As； one day； I was luxuriously biting one of these； I heard his voice and what he was saying。 Both the voice and the interesting order he was giving caused me； at my small table； in the dim back of the room； to stop and watch him where he stood in the light at the counter to the right of the entrance door。 Young he was； very young； twenty…two or three at the most； and as he stood； with hat in hand； speaking to the pretty girl behind the counter； his head and side…face were of a romantic and high…strung look。 It was a cake that he desired made； a cake for a wedding； and I directly found myself curious to know whose wedding。 Even a dull wedding interests me more than other dull events； because it can arouse so much surmise and so much prophecy； but in this we