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It
must
be
confessed
that
Mr
.
Mordaunt
experienced
for
the
moment
a
curious
sensation
.
Being
a
man
of
great
thoughtfulness
,
and
having
spent
so
many
years
on
the
estate
of
Dorincourt
,
knowing
the
tenantry
,
rich
and
poor
,
the
people
of
the
village
,
honest
and
industrious
,
dishonest
and
lazy
,
he
realized
very
strongly
what
power
for
good
or
evil
would
be
given
in
the
future
to
this
one
small
boy
standing
there
,
his
brown
eyes
wide
open
,
his
hands
deep
in
his
pockets
;
and
the
thought
came
to
him
also
that
a
great
deal
of
power
might
,
perhaps
,
through
the
caprice
of
a
proud
,
self
-
indulgent
old
man
,
be
given
to
him
now
,
and
that
if
his
young
nature
were
not
a
simple
and
generous
one
,
it
might
be
the
worst
thing
that
could
happen
,
not
only
for
others
,
but
for
himself
.
“
And
what
would
YOU
do
in
such
a
case
?
”
demanded
the
Earl
.
Fauntleroy
drew
a
little
nearer
,
and
laid
one
hand
on
his
knee
,
with
the
most
confiding
air
of
good
comradeship
.
“
If
I
were
very
rich
,
”
he
said
,
“
and
not
only
just
a
little
boy
,
I
should
let
him
stay
,
and
give
him
the
things
for
his
children
;
but
then
,
I
am
only
a
boy
.
”
Then
,
after
a
second
’
s
pause
,
in
which
his
face
brightened
visibly
,
“
YOU
can
do
anything
,
can
’
t
you
?
”
he
said
.
“
Humph
!
”
said
my
lord
,
staring
at
him
.
“
That
’
s
your
opinion
,
is
it
?
”
And
he
was
not
displeased
either
.
“
I
mean
you
can
give
any
one
anything
,
”
said
Fauntleroy
.
“
Who
’
s
Newick
?
”
“
He
is
my
agent
,
”
answered
the
Earl
,
“
and
some
of
my
tenants
are
not
over
-
fond
of
him
.
”
“
Are
you
going
to
write
him
a
letter
now
?
”
inquired
Fauntleroy
.
“
Shall
I
bring
you
the
pen
and
ink
?
I
can
take
the
game
off
this
table
.
”
