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The
Earl
’
s
prejudices
were
very
intense
.
He
looked
up
quickly
and
uttered
a
rough
word
.
“
A
fool
,
is
he
?
”
he
exclaimed
.
“
Or
a
clumsy
cub
?
His
American
blood
tells
,
does
it
?
”
“
I
do
not
think
it
has
injured
him
,
my
lord
,
”
replied
the
lawyer
in
his
dry
,
deliberate
fashion
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
much
about
children
,
but
I
thought
him
rather
a
fine
lad
.
”
His
manner
of
speech
was
always
deliberate
and
unenthusiastic
,
but
he
made
it
a
trifle
more
so
than
usual
.
He
had
a
shrewd
fancy
that
it
would
be
better
that
the
Earl
should
judge
for
himself
,
and
be
quite
unprepared
for
his
first
interview
with
his
grandson
.
“
Healthy
and
well
-
grown
?
”
asked
my
lord
.
“
Apparently
very
healthy
,
and
quite
well
-
grown
,
”
replied
the
lawyer
.
“
Straight
-
limbed
and
well
enough
to
look
at
?
”
demanded
the
Earl
.
A
very
slight
smile
touched
Mr
.
Havisham
’
s
thin
lips
.
There
rose
up
before
his
mind
’
s
eye
the
picture
he
had
left
at
Court
Lodge
,
—
the
beautiful
,
graceful
child
’
s
body
lying
upon
the
tiger
-
skin
in
careless
comfort
—
the
bright
,
tumbled
hair
spread
on
the
rug
—
the
bright
,
rosy
boy
’
s
face
.
“
Rather
a
handsome
boy
,
I
think
,
my
lord
,
as
boys
go
,
”
he
said
,
“
though
I
am
scarcely
a
judge
,
perhaps
.
But
you
will
find
him
somewhat
different
from
most
English
children
,
I
dare
say
.
”
“
I
haven
’
t
a
doubt
of
that
,
”
snarled
the
Earl
,
a
twinge
of
gout
seizing
him
.
