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As
the
old
Earl
of
Dorincourt
looked
at
him
that
day
,
moving
about
the
park
among
the
people
,
talking
to
those
he
knew
and
making
his
ready
little
bow
when
any
one
greeted
him
,
entertaining
his
friends
Dick
and
Mr
.
Hobbs
,
or
standing
near
his
mother
or
Miss
Herbert
listening
to
their
conversation
,
the
old
nobleman
was
very
well
satisfied
with
him
.
And
he
had
never
been
better
satisfied
than
he
was
when
they
went
down
to
the
biggest
tent
,
where
the
more
important
tenants
of
the
Dorincourt
estate
were
sitting
down
to
the
grand
collation
of
the
day
.
They
were
drinking
toasts
;
and
,
after
they
had
drunk
the
health
of
the
Earl
,
with
much
more
enthusiasm
than
his
name
had
ever
been
greeted
with
before
,
they
proposed
the
health
of
“
Little
Lord
Fauntleroy
.
”
And
if
there
had
ever
been
any
doubt
at
all
as
to
whether
his
lordship
was
popular
or
not
,
it
would
have
been
settled
that
instant
.
Such
a
clamor
of
voices
,
and
such
a
rattle
of
glasses
and
applause
!
They
had
begun
to
like
him
so
much
,
those
warm
-
hearted
people
,
that
they
forgot
to
feel
any
restraint
before
the
ladies
and
gentlemen
from
the
castle
,
who
had
come
to
see
them
.
They
made
quite
a
decent
uproar
,
and
one
or
two
motherly
women
looked
tenderly
at
the
little
fellow
where
he
stood
,
with
his
mother
on
one
side
and
the
Earl
on
the
other
,
and
grew
quite
moist
about
the
eyes
,
and
said
to
one
another
:
“
God
bless
him
,
the
pretty
little
dear
!
”
Little
Lord
Fauntleroy
was
delighted
.
He
stood
and
smiled
,
and
made
bows
,
and
flushed
rosy
red
with
pleasure
up
to
the
roots
of
his
bright
hair
.
“
Is
it
because
they
like
me
,
Dearest
?
”
he
said
to
his
mother
.
“
Is
it
,
Dearest
?
I
’
m
so
glad
!
”
And
then
the
Earl
put
his
hand
on
the
child
’
s
shoulder
and
said
to
him
:
“
Fauntleroy
,
say
to
them
that
you
thank
them
for
their
kindness
.
”
Fauntleroy
gave
a
glance
up
at
him
and
then
at
his
mother
.
“
Must
I
?
”
he
asked
just
a
trifle
shyly
,
and
she
smiled
,
and
so
did
Miss
Herbert
,
and
they
both
nodded
.
And
so
he
made
a
little
step
forward
,
and
everybody
looked
at
him
—
such
a
beautiful
,
innocent
little
fellow
he
was
,
too
,
with
his
brave
,
trustful
face
!
—
and
he
spoke
as
loudly
as
he
could
,
his
childish
voice
ringing
out
quite
clear
and
strong
.
