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He
had
another
slight
shock
when
Mrs
.
Errol
asked
Mary
to
find
her
little
boy
and
bring
him
to
her
,
and
Mary
told
her
where
he
was
.
“
Sure
I
’
ll
foind
him
aisy
enough
,
ma
’
am
,
”
she
said
;
“
for
it
’
s
wid
Mr
.
Hobbs
he
is
this
minnit
,
settin
’
on
his
high
shtool
by
the
counther
an
’
talkin
’
pollytics
,
most
loikely
,
or
enj
’
yin
’
hisself
among
the
soap
an
’
candles
an
’
pertaties
,
as
sinsible
an
’
shwate
as
ye
plase
.
”
“
Mr
.
Hobbs
has
known
him
all
his
life
,
”
Mrs
.
Errol
said
to
the
lawyer
.
“
He
is
very
kind
to
Ceddie
,
and
there
is
a
great
friendship
between
them
.
”
Remembering
the
glimpse
he
had
caught
of
the
store
as
he
passed
it
,
and
having
a
recollection
of
the
barrels
of
potatoes
and
apples
and
the
various
odds
and
ends
,
Mr
.
Havisham
felt
his
doubts
arise
again
.
In
England
,
gentlemen
’
s
sons
did
not
make
friends
of
grocerymen
,
and
it
seemed
to
him
a
rather
singular
proceeding
.
It
would
be
very
awkward
if
the
child
had
bad
manners
and
a
disposition
to
like
low
company
.
One
of
the
bitterest
humiliations
of
the
old
Earl
’
s
life
had
been
that
his
two
elder
sons
had
been
fond
of
low
company
.
Could
it
be
,
he
thought
,
that
this
boy
shared
their
bad
qualities
instead
of
his
father
’
s
good
qualities
?
He
was
thinking
uneasily
about
this
as
he
talked
to
Mrs
.
Errol
until
the
child
came
into
the
room
.
When
the
door
opened
,
he
actually
hesitated
a
moment
before
looking
at
Cedric
.
It
would
,
perhaps
,
have
seemed
very
queer
to
a
great
many
people
who
knew
him
,
if
they
could
have
known
the
curious
sensations
that
passed
through
Mr
.
Havisham
when
he
looked
down
at
the
boy
,
who
ran
into
his
mother
’
s
arms
.
He
experienced
a
revulsion
of
feeling
which
was
quite
exciting
.
He
recognized
in
an
instant
that
here
was
one
of
the
finest
and
handsomest
little
fellows
he
had
ever
seen
.
His
beauty
was
something
unusual
.
He
had
a
strong
,
lithe
,
graceful
little
body
and
a
manly
little
face
;
he
held
his
childish
head
up
,
and
carried
himself
with
a
brave
air
;
he
was
so
like
his
father
that
it
was
really
startling
;
he
had
his
father
’
s
golden
hair
and
his
mother
’
s
brown
eyes
,
but
there
was
nothing
sorrowful
or
timid
in
them
.
They
were
innocently
fearless
eyes
;
he
looked
as
if
he
had
never
feared
or
doubted
anything
in
his
life
.
“
He
is
the
best
-
bred
-
looking
and
handsomest
little
fellow
I
ever
saw
,
”
was
what
Mr
.
Havisham
thought
.
What
he
said
aloud
was
simply
,
“
And
so
this
is
little
Lord
Fauntleroy
.
”
And
,
after
this
,
the
more
he
saw
of
little
Lord
Fauntleroy
,
the
more
of
a
surprise
he
found
him
.
He
knew
very
little
about
children
,
though
he
had
seen
plenty
of
them
in
England
—
fine
,
handsome
,
rosy
girls
and
boys
,
who
were
strictly
taken
care
of
by
their
tutors
and
governesses
,
and
who
were
sometimes
shy
,
and
sometimes
a
trifle
boisterous
,
but
never
very
interesting
to
a
ceremonious
,
rigid
old
lawyer
.
Perhaps
his
personal
interest
in
little
Lord
Fauntleroy
’
s
fortunes
made
him
notice
Ceddie
more
than
he
had
noticed
other
children
;
but
,
however
that
was
,
he
certainly
found
himself
noticing
him
a
great
deal
.
