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Cedric
looked
at
him
just
as
he
had
looked
at
the
woman
at
the
lodge
and
at
the
housekeeper
,
and
came
quite
close
to
him
.
“
Are
you
the
Earl
?
”
he
said
.
“
I
’
m
your
grandson
,
you
know
,
that
Mr
.
Havisham
brought
.
I
’
m
Lord
Fauntleroy
.
”
He
held
out
his
hand
because
he
thought
it
must
be
the
polite
and
proper
thing
to
do
even
with
earls
.
“
I
hope
you
are
very
well
,
”
he
continued
,
with
the
utmost
friendliness
.
“
I
’
m
very
glad
to
see
you
.
”
The
Earl
shook
hands
with
him
,
with
a
curious
gleam
in
his
eyes
;
just
at
first
,
he
was
so
astonished
that
he
scarcely
knew
what
to
say
.
He
stared
at
the
picturesque
little
apparition
from
under
his
shaggy
brows
,
and
took
it
all
in
from
head
to
foot
.
“
Glad
to
see
me
,
are
you
?
”
he
said
.
“
Yes
,
”
answered
Lord
Fauntleroy
,
“
very
.
”
There
was
a
chair
near
him
,
and
he
sat
down
on
it
;
it
was
a
high
-
backed
,
rather
tall
chair
,
and
his
feet
did
not
touch
the
floor
when
he
had
settled
himself
in
it
,
but
he
seemed
to
be
quite
comfortable
as
he
sat
there
,
and
regarded
his
august
relative
intently
but
modestly
.
“
I
’
ve
kept
wondering
what
you
would
look
like
,
”
he
remarked
.
“
I
used
to
lie
in
my
berth
in
the
ship
and
wonder
if
you
would
be
anything
like
my
father
.
”
“
Am
I
?
”
asked
the
Earl
.
