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“
Lord
Fauntleroy
shall
say
what
he
thinks
,
”
she
said
;
“
and
I
am
much
obliged
to
him
.
I
am
sure
he
thinks
what
he
says
.
”
And
she
kissed
him
on
his
cheek
.
“
I
think
you
are
prettier
than
any
one
I
ever
saw
,
”
said
Fauntleroy
,
looking
at
her
with
innocent
,
admiring
eyes
,
“
except
Dearest
.
Of
course
,
I
couldn
’
t
think
any
one
QUITE
as
pretty
as
Dearest
.
I
think
she
is
the
prettiest
person
in
the
world
.
”
“
I
am
sure
she
is
,
”
said
Miss
Vivian
Herbert
.
And
she
laughed
and
kissed
his
cheek
again
.
She
kept
him
by
her
side
a
great
part
of
the
evening
,
and
the
group
of
which
they
were
the
center
was
very
gay
.
He
did
not
know
how
it
happened
,
but
before
long
he
was
telling
them
all
about
America
,
and
the
Republican
Rally
,
and
Mr
.
Hobbs
and
Dick
,
and
in
the
end
he
proudly
produced
from
his
pocket
Dick
’
s
parting
gift
,
—
the
red
silk
handkerchief
.
“
I
put
it
in
my
pocket
to
-
night
because
it
was
a
party
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
thought
Dick
would
like
me
to
wear
it
at
a
party
.
”
And
queer
as
the
big
,
flaming
,
spotted
thing
was
,
there
was
a
serious
,
affectionate
look
in
his
eyes
,
which
prevented
his
audience
from
laughing
very
much
.
“
You
see
,
I
like
it
,
”
he
said
,
“
because
Dick
is
my
friend
.
”
But
though
he
was
talked
to
so
much
,
as
the
Earl
had
said
,
he
was
in
no
one
’
s
way
.
He
could
be
quiet
and
listen
when
others
talked
,
and
so
no
one
found
him
tiresome
.
A
slight
smile
crossed
more
than
one
face
when
several
times
he
went
and
stood
near
his
grandfather
’
s
chair
,
or
sat
on
a
stool
close
to
him
,
watching
him
and
absorbing
every
word
he
uttered
with
the
most
charmed
interest
.
Once
he
stood
so
near
the
chair
’
s
arm
that
his
cheek
touched
the
Earl
’
s
shoulder
,
and
his
lordship
,
detecting
the
general
smile
,
smiled
a
little
himself
.
He
knew
what
the
lookers
-
on
were
thinking
,
and
he
felt
some
secret
amusement
in
their
seeing
what
good
friends
he
was
with
this
youngster
,
who
might
have
been
expected
to
share
the
popular
opinion
of
him
.
Mr
.
Havisham
had
been
expected
to
arrive
in
the
afternoon
,
but
,
strange
to
say
,
he
was
late
.
Such
a
thing
had
really
never
been
known
to
happen
before
during
all
the
years
in
which
he
had
been
a
visitor
at
Dorincourt
Castle
.
He
was
so
late
that
the
guests
were
on
the
point
of
rising
to
go
in
to
dinner
when
he
arrived
.
When
he
approached
his
host
,
the
Earl
regarded
him
with
amazement
.
He
looked
as
if
he
had
been
hurried
or
agitated
;
his
dry
,
keen
old
face
was
actually
pale
.
