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And
Fauntleroy
jumped
in
,
and
the
carriage
rolled
away
down
the
green
lane
,
and
even
when
it
turned
the
corner
into
the
high
road
,
the
Earl
was
still
grimly
smiling
.
Lord
Dorincourt
had
occasion
to
wear
his
grim
smile
many
a
time
as
the
days
passed
by
.
Indeed
,
as
his
acquaintance
with
his
grandson
progressed
,
he
wore
the
smile
so
often
that
there
were
moments
when
it
almost
lost
its
grimness
.
There
is
no
denying
that
before
Lord
Fauntleroy
had
appeared
on
the
scene
,
the
old
man
had
been
growing
very
tired
of
his
loneliness
and
his
gout
and
his
seventy
years
.
After
so
long
a
life
of
excitement
and
amusement
,
it
was
not
agreeable
to
sit
alone
even
in
the
most
splendid
room
,
with
one
foot
on
a
gout
-
stool
,
and
with
no
other
diversion
than
flying
into
a
rage
,
and
shouting
at
a
frightened
footman
who
hated
the
sight
of
him
.
The
old
Earl
was
too
clever
a
man
not
to
know
perfectly
well
that
his
servants
detested
him
,
and
that
even
if
he
had
visitors
,
they
did
not
come
for
love
of
him
—
though
some
found
a
sort
of
amusement
in
his
sharp
,
sarcastic
talk
,
which
spared
no
one
.
So
long
as
he
had
been
strong
and
well
,
he
had
gone
from
one
place
to
another
,
pretending
to
amuse
himself
,
though
he
had
not
really
enjoyed
it
;
and
when
his
health
began
to
fail
,
he
felt
tired
of
everything
and
shut
himself
up
at
Dorincourt
,
with
his
gout
and
his
newspapers
and
his
books
.
But
he
could
not
read
all
the
time
,
and
he
became
more
and
more
“
bored
,
”
as
he
called
it
.
He
hated
the
long
nights
and
days
,
and
he
grew
more
and
more
savage
and
irritable
.
And
then
Fauntleroy
came
;
and
when
the
Earl
saw
him
,
fortunately
for
the
little
fellow
,
the
secret
pride
of
the
grandfather
was
gratified
at
the
outset
.
If
Cedric
had
been
a
less
handsome
little
fellow
,
the
old
man
might
have
taken
so
strong
a
dislike
to
him
that
he
would
not
have
given
himself
the
chance
to
see
his
grandson
’
s
finer
qualities
.
But
he
chose
to
think
that
Cedric
’
s
beauty
and
fearless
spirit
were
the
results
of
the
Dorincourt
blood
and
a
credit
to
the
Dorincourt
rank
.
And
then
when
he
heard
the
lad
talk
,
and
saw
what
a
well
-
bred
little
fellow
he
was
,
notwithstanding
his
boyish
ignorance
of
all
that
his
new
position
meant
,
the
old
Earl
liked
his
grandson
more
,
and
actually
began
to
find
himself
rather
entertained
.
It
had
amused
him
to
give
into
those
childish
hands
the
power
to
bestow
a
benefit
on
poor
Higgins
.
My
lord
cared
nothing
for
poor
Higgins
,
but
it
pleased
him
a
little
to
think
that
his
grandson
would
be
talked
about
by
the
country
people
and
would
begin
to
be
popular
with
the
tenantry
,
even
in
his
childhood
.
Then
it
had
gratified
him
to
drive
to
church
with
Cedric
and
to
see
the
excitement
and
interest
caused
by
the
arrival
.
He
knew
how
the
people
would
speak
of
the
beauty
of
the
little
lad
;
of
his
fine
,
strong
,
straight
body
;
of
his
erect
bearing
,
his
handsome
face
,
and
his
bright
hair
,
and
how
they
would
say
(
as
the
Earl
had
heard
one
woman
exclaim
to
another
)
that
the
boy
was
“
every
inch
a
lord
.
”
My
lord
of
Dorincourt
was
an
arrogant
old
man
,
proud
of
his
name
,
proud
of
his
rank
,
and
therefore
proud
to
show
the
world
that
at
last
the
House
of
Dorincourt
had
an
heir
who
was
worthy
of
the
position
he
was
to
fill
.
The
morning
the
new
pony
had
been
tried
,
the
Earl
had
been
so
pleased
that
he
had
almost
forgotten
his
gout
.
When
the
groom
had
brought
out
the
pretty
creature
,
which
arched
its
brown
,
glossy
neck
and
tossed
its
fine
head
in
the
sun
,
the
Earl
had
sat
at
the
open
window
of
the
library
and
had
looked
on
while
Fauntleroy
took
his
first
riding
lesson
.
He
wondered
if
the
boy
would
show
signs
of
timidity
.
It
was
not
a
very
small
pony
,
and
he
had
often
seen
children
lose
courage
in
making
their
first
essay
at
riding
.
Fauntleroy
mounted
in
great
delight
.
He
had
never
been
on
a
pony
before
,
and
he
was
in
the
highest
spirits
.
Wilkins
,
the
groom
,
led
the
animal
by
the
bridle
up
and
down
before
the
library
window
.
“
He
’
s
a
well
plucked
un
,
he
is
,
”
Wilkins
remarked
in
the
stable
afterward
with
many
grins
.
“
It
weren
’
t
no
trouble
to
put
HIM
up
.
An
’
a
old
un
wouldn
’
t
ha
’
sat
any
straighter
when
he
WERE
up
.
He
ses
—
ses
he
to
me
,
’
Wilkins
,
’
he
ses
,
’
am
I
sitting
up
straight
?
They
sit
up
straight
at
the
circus
,
’
ses
he
.
An
’
I
ses
,
’
As
straight
as
a
arrer
,
your
lordship
!
’
—
an
’
he
laughs
,
as
pleased
as
could
be
,
an
’
he
ses
,
’
That
’
s
right
,
’
he
ses
,
’
you
tell
me
if
I
don
’
t
sit
up
straight
,
Wilkins
!
’
”
But
sitting
up
straight
and
being
led
at
a
walk
were
not
altogether
and
completely
satisfactory
.
After
a
few
minutes
,
Fauntleroy
spoke
to
his
grandfather
—
watching
him
from
the
window
:
“
Can
’
t
I
go
by
myself
?
”
he
asked
;
“
and
can
’
t
I
go
faster
?
The
boy
on
Fifth
Avenue
used
to
trot
and
canter
!
”
“
Do
you
think
you
could
trot
and
canter
?
”
said
the
Earl
.
