Маленький лорд Фаунтлерой

Chapter VI

           “Arewehere?”

           “Yes,”saidFauntleroy.“Letmegiveyouyourstick.Justleanonmewhenyougetout.”

           “Iamnotgoingtogetout,”repliedhislordshipbrusquely.

           “Not—nottoseeDearest?”exclaimedFauntleroywithastonishedface.

           “’Dearest’willexcuseme,”saidtheEarldryly.“Gotoherandtellherthatnotevenanewponywouldkeepyouaway.”

           “Shewillbedisappointed,”saidFauntleroy.“Shewillwanttoseeyouverymuch.”

           “Iamafraidnot,”wastheanswer.“Thecarriagewillcallforyouaswecomeback.—TellJeffriestodriveon,Thomas.”

           Thomasclosedthecarriagedoor;and,afterapuzzledlook,Fauntleroyranupthedrive.TheEarlhadtheopportunity—asMr.Havishamoncehad—ofseeingapairofhandsome,stronglittlelegsflashoverthegroundwithastonishingrapidity.Evidentlytheirownerhadnointentionoflosinganytime.Thecarriagerolledslowlyaway,buthislordshipdidnotatonceleanback;hestilllookedout.Throughaspaceinthetreeshecouldseethehousedoor;itwaswideopen.Thelittlefiguredashedupthesteps;anotherfigure—alittlefigure,too,slenderandyoung,initsblackgown—rantomeetit.Itseemedasiftheyflewtogether,asFauntleroyleapedintohismother’sarms,hangingaboutherneckandcoveringhersweetyoungfacewithkisses.

           

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