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He
was
so
happy
that
she
did
not
know
what
to
say
.
She
could
not
have
borne
to
spoil
his
pleasure
by
refusing
to
accept
the
gift
even
though
it
came
from
the
man
who
chose
to
consider
himself
her
enemy
.
She
was
obliged
to
step
into
the
carriage
,
roses
and
all
,
and
let
herself
be
taken
to
drive
,
while
Fauntleroy
told
her
stories
of
his
grandfather
’
s
goodness
and
amiability
.
They
were
such
innocent
stories
that
sometimes
she
could
not
help
laughing
a
little
,
and
then
she
would
draw
her
little
boy
closer
to
her
side
and
kiss
him
,
feeling
glad
that
he
could
see
only
good
in
the
old
man
,
who
had
so
few
friends
.
The
very
next
day
after
that
,
Fauntleroy
wrote
to
Mr
.
Hobbs
.
He
wrote
quite
a
long
letter
,
and
after
the
first
copy
was
written
,
he
brought
it
to
his
grandfather
to
be
inspected
.
“
Because
,
”
he
said
,
“
it
’
s
so
uncertain
about
the
spelling
.
And
if
you
’
ll
tell
me
the
mistakes
,
I
’
ll
write
it
out
again
.
The
fact
was
,
his
lordship
the
Earl
of
Dorincourt
thought
in
those
days
,
of
many
things
of
which
he
had
never
thought
before
,
and
all
his
thoughts
were
in
one
way
or
another
connected
with
his
grandson
.
His
pride
was
the
strongest
part
of
his
nature
,
and
the
boy
gratified
it
at
every
point
.
Through
this
pride
he
began
to
find
a
new
interest
in
life
.
He
began
to
take
pleasure
in
showing
his
heir
to
the
world
.
The
world
had
known
of
his
disappointment
in
his
sons
;
so
there
was
an
agreeable
touch
of
triumph
in
exhibiting
this
new
Lord
Fauntleroy
,
who
could
disappoint
no
one
.
He
wished
the
child
to
appreciate
his
own
power
and
to
understand
the
splendor
of
his
position
;
he
wished
that
others
should
realize
it
too
.
He
made
plans
for
his
future
.
Sometimes
in
secret
he
actually
found
himself
wishing
that
his
own
past
life
had
been
a
better
one
,
and
that
there
had
been
less
in
it
that
this
pure
,
childish
heart
would
shrink
from
if
it
knew
the
truth
.
It
was
not
agreeable
to
think
how
the
beautiful
,
innocent
face
would
look
if
its
owner
should
be
made
by
any
chance
to
understand
that
his
grandfather
had
been
called
for
many
a
year
“
the
wicked
Earl
of
Dorincourt
.
”
The
thought
even
made
him
feel
a
trifle
nervous
.
He
did
not
wish
the
boy
to
find
it
out
.
Sometimes
in
this
new
interest
he
forgot
his
gout
,
and
after
a
while
his
doctor
was
surprised
to
find
his
noble
patient
’
s
health
growing
better
than
he
had
expected
it
ever
would
be
again
.
Perhaps
the
Earl
grew
better
because
the
time
did
not
pass
so
slowly
for
him
,
and
he
had
something
to
think
of
beside
his
pains
and
infirmities
.
One
fine
morning
,
people
were
amazed
to
see
little
Lord
Fauntleroy
riding
his
pony
with
another
companion
than
Wilkins
.
This
new
companion
rode
a
tall
,
powerful
gray
horse
,
and
was
no
other
than
the
Earl
himself
.
It
was
,
in
fact
,
Fauntleroy
who
had
suggested
this
plan
.
As
he
had
been
on
the
point
of
mounting
his
pony
,
he
had
said
rather
wistfully
to
his
grandfather
:
“
I
wish
you
were
going
with
me
.
When
I
go
away
I
feel
lonely
because
you
are
left
all
by
yourself
in
such
a
big
castle
.
I
wish
you
could
ride
too
.
”
And
the
greatest
excitement
had
been
aroused
in
the
stables
a
few
minutes
later
by
the
arrival
of
an
order
that
Selim
was
to
be
saddled
for
the
Earl
.
After
that
,
Selim
was
saddled
almost
every
day
;
and
the
people
became
accustomed
to
the
sight
of
the
tall
gray
horse
carrying
the
tall
gray
old
man
,
with
his
handsome
,
fierce
,
eagle
face
,
by
the
side
of
the
brown
pony
which
bore
little
Lord
Fauntleroy
.
And
in
their
rides
together
through
the
green
lanes
and
pretty
country
roads
,
the
two
riders
became
more
intimate
than
ever
.
And
gradually
the
old
man
heard
a
great
deal
about
“
Dearest
”
and
her
life
.
As
Fauntleroy
trotted
by
the
big
horse
he
chatted
gayly
.
There
could
not
well
have
been
a
brighter
little
comrade
,
his
nature
was
so
happy
.
It
was
he
who
talked
the
most
.
The
Earl
often
was
silent
,
listening
and
watching
the
joyous
,
glowing
face
.
Sometimes
he
would
tell
his
young
companion
to
set
the
pony
off
at
a
gallop
,
and
when
the
little
fellow
dashed
off
,
sitting
so
straight
and
fearless
,
he
would
watch
him
with
a
gleam
of
pride
and
pleasure
in
his
eyes
;
and
when
,
after
such
a
dash
,
Fauntleroy
came
back
waving
his
cap
with
a
laughing
shout
,
he
always
felt
that
he
and
his
grandfather
were
very
good
friends
indeed
.
