Well, they had grand times at that reception - a small-fry noble from Hoboken told me all about it - Sir Richard Duffer, Baronet
Pocket was the only daughter of a certain quite accidental deceased Knight, who had invented for himself a conviction that his deceased father would have been made a Baronet
but for somebody's determined opposition arising out of entirely personal motives - I forget whose, if I ever knew - the Sovereign's, the Prime Minister's, the Lord Chancellor's, the Archbishop of Canterbury's, anybody's - and had tacked himself on to the nobles of the earth in right of this quite supposititious fact.
Does he think, because his mother's father was a baronet
, that he can put Henrietta aside the moment her society palls on him?
Many of the Parsee merchants have made great fortunes there by dealing in cotton; and one of them, Sir Jametsee Jeejeebhoy, was made a baronet
by the English government.
Truly, truly," said Madame Danglars, "all my linen is marked thus; Monsieur de Nargonne was a baronet
, and my name is Hermine.
As to Julia and Georgiana G , daughters of an English baronet
, as to Mdlle.
He told us that he was the son of an English Baronet
, that his Mother had been for many years no more and that he had a Sister of the middle size.
Cloke, shocked at their levity, told them that it was Lady Conant, wife of Sir Walter Conant, Baronet
, a large landholder in the neighbourhood; and if not God; at least His visible Providence.
Then followed the history and rise of the ancient and respectable family, in the usual terms; how it had been first settled in Cheshire; how mentioned in Dugdale, serving the office of high sheriff, representing a borough in three successive parliaments, exertions of loyalty, and dignity of baronet
, in the first year of Charles II, with all the Marys and Elizabeths they had married; forming altogether two handsome duodecimo pages, and concluding with the arms and motto:--"Principal seat, Kellynch Hall, in the county of Somerset," and Sir Walter's handwriting again in this finale:--
Mortimer was shown up, followed by the young baronet
Footmen from Pendragon were perpetually leaving bouquets for Mrs Boulnois; carriages and motor-cars were perpetually calling at the cottage for Mrs Boulnois; balls and masquerades perpetually filled the grounds in which the baronet
paraded Mrs Boulnois, like the Queen of Love and Beauty at a tournament.
Sir Leicester Dedlock is only a baronet
, but there is no mightier baronet