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Havisham
,
of
course
,
and
then
beautiful
Miss
Vivian
Herbert
,
with
the
loveliest
white
gown
and
lace
parasol
,
and
a
circle
of
gentlemen
to
take
care
of
her
—
though
she
evidently
liked
Fauntleroy
better
than
all
of
them
put
together
.
And
when
he
saw
her
and
ran
to
her
and
put
his
arm
around
her
neck
,
she
put
her
arms
around
him
,
too
,
and
kissed
him
as
warmly
as
if
he
had
been
her
own
favorite
little
brother
,
and
she
said
:
“
Dear
little
Lord
Fauntleroy
!
dear
little
boy
!
I
am
so
glad
!
I
am
so
glad
!
”
And
afterward
she
walked
about
the
grounds
with
him
,
and
let
him
show
her
everything
.
And
when
he
took
her
to
where
Mr
.
Hobbs
and
Dick
were
,
and
said
to
her
,
“
This
is
my
old
,
old
friend
Mr
.
Hobbs
,
Miss
Herbert
,
and
this
is
my
other
old
friend
Dick
.
I
told
them
how
pretty
you
were
,
and
I
told
them
they
should
see
you
if
you
came
to
my
birthday
,
”
—
she
shook
hands
with
them
both
,
and
stood
and
talked
to
them
in
her
prettiest
way
,
asking
them
about
America
and
their
voyage
and
their
life
since
they
had
been
in
England
;
while
Fauntleroy
stood
by
,
looking
up
at
her
with
adoring
eyes
,
and
his
cheeks
quite
flushed
with
delight
because
he
saw
that
Mr
.
Hobbs
and
Dick
liked
her
so
much
.
“
Well
,
”
said
Dick
solemnly
,
afterward
,
“
she
’
s
the
daisiest
gal
I
ever
saw
!
She
’
s
—
well
,
she
’
s
just
a
daisy
,
that
’
s
what
she
is
,
’
n
’
no
mistake
!
”
Everybody
looked
after
her
as
she
passed
,
and
every
one
looked
after
little
Lord
Fauntleroy
.
And
the
sun
shone
and
the
flags
fluttered
and
the
games
were
played
and
the
dances
danced
,
and
as
the
gayeties
went
on
and
the
joyous
afternoon
passed
,
his
little
lordship
was
simply
radiantly
happy
.
The
whole
world
seemed
beautiful
to
him
.
There
was
some
one
else
who
was
happy
,
too
,
—
an
old
man
,
who
,
though
he
had
been
rich
and
noble
all
his
life
,
had
not
often
been
very
honestly
happy
.
Perhaps
,
indeed
,
I
shall
tell
you
that
I
think
it
was
because
he
was
rather
better
than
he
had
been
that
he
was
rather
happier
.
He
had
not
,
indeed
,
suddenly
become
as
good
as
Fauntleroy
thought
him
;
but
,
at
least
,
he
had
begun
to
love
something
,
and
he
had
several
times
found
a
sort
of
pleasure
in
doing
the
kind
things
which
the
innocent
,
kind
little
heart
of
a
child
had
suggested
,
—
and
that
was
a
beginning
.
And
every
day
he
had
been
more
pleased
with
his
son
’
s
wife
.
It
was
true
,
as
the
people
said
,
that
he
was
beginning
to
like
her
too
.
He
liked
to
hear
her
sweet
voice
and
to
see
her
sweet
face
;
and
as
he
sat
in
his
arm
-
chair
,
he
used
to
watch
her
and
listen
as
she
talked
to
her
boy
;
and
he
heard
loving
,
gentle
words
which
were
new
to
him
,
and
he
began
to
see
why
the
little
fellow
who
had
lived
in
a
New
York
side
street
and
known
grocery
-
men
and
made
friends
with
boot
-
blacks
,
was
still
so
well
-
bred
and
manly
a
little
fellow
that
he
made
no
one
ashamed
of
him
,
even
when
fortune
changed
him
into
the
heir
to
an
English
earldom
,
living
in
an
English
castle
.
It
was
really
a
very
simple
thing
,
after
all
,
—
it
was
only
that
he
had
lived
near
a
kind
and
gentle
heart
,
and
had
been
taught
to
think
kind
thoughts
always
and
to
care
for
others
.
It
is
a
very
little
thing
,
perhaps
,
but
it
is
the
best
thing
of
all
.
He
knew
nothing
of
earls
and
castles
;
he
was
quite
ignorant
of
all
grand
and
splendid
things
;
but
he
was
always
lovable
because
he
was
simple
and
loving
.
To
be
so
is
like
being
born
a
king
.
