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“
You
make
so
many
people
happy
,
”
he
said
.
“
There
’
s
Michael
and
Bridget
and
their
ten
children
,
and
the
apple
-
woman
,
and
Dick
,
and
Mr
.
Hobbs
,
and
Mr
.
Higgins
and
Mrs
.
Higgins
and
their
children
,
and
Mr
.
Mordaunt
,
—
because
of
course
he
was
glad
,
—
and
Dearest
and
me
,
about
the
pony
and
all
the
other
things
.
Do
you
know
,
I
’
ve
counted
it
up
on
my
fingers
and
in
my
mind
,
and
it
’
s
twenty
-
seven
people
you
’
ve
been
kind
to
.
That
’
s
a
good
many
—
twenty
-
seven
!
”
“
And
I
was
the
person
who
was
kind
to
them
—
was
I
?
”
said
the
Earl
.
“
Why
,
yes
,
you
know
,
”
answered
Fauntleroy
.
“
You
made
them
all
happy
.
Do
you
know
,
”
with
some
delicate
hesitation
,
“
that
people
are
sometimes
mistaken
about
earls
when
they
don
’
t
know
them
.
Mr
.
Hobbs
was
.
I
am
going
to
write
him
,
and
tell
him
about
it
.
”
“
What
was
Mr
.
Hobbs
’
s
opinion
of
earls
?
”
asked
his
lordship
.
“
Well
,
you
see
,
the
difficulty
was
,
”
replied
his
young
companion
,
“
that
he
didn
’
t
know
any
,
and
he
’
d
only
read
about
them
in
books
.
He
thought
—
you
mustn
’
t
mind
it
—
that
they
were
gory
tyrants
;
and
he
said
he
wouldn
’
t
have
them
hanging
around
his
store
.
But
if
he
’
d
known
YOU
,
I
’
m
sure
he
would
have
felt
quite
different
.
I
shall
tell
him
about
you
.
”
“
What
shall
you
tell
him
?
”
“
I
shall
tell
him
,
”
said
Fauntleroy
,
glowing
with
enthusiasm
,
“
that
you
are
the
kindest
man
I
ever
heard
of
.
And
you
are
always
thinking
of
other
people
,
and
making
them
happy
and
—
and
I
hope
when
I
grow
up
,
I
shall
be
just
like
you
.
”
“
Just
like
me
!
”
repeated
his
lordship
,
looking
at
the
little
kindling
face
.
And
a
dull
red
crept
up
under
his
withered
skin
,
and
he
suddenly
turned
his
eyes
away
and
looked
out
of
the
carriage
window
at
the
great
beech
-
trees
,
with
the
sun
shining
on
their
glossy
,
red
-
brown
leaves
.
“
JUST
like
you
,
”
said
Fauntleroy
,
adding
modestly
,
“
if
I
can
.
Perhaps
I
’
m
not
good
enough
,
but
I
’
m
going
to
try
.
