Маленький лорд Фаунтлерой

Chapter XII

           

           Butinthemidstofallthedisturbancetherewasonepersonwhowasquitecalmanduntroubled.ThatpersonwasthelittleLordFauntleroywhowassaidnottobeLordFauntleroyatall.Whenfirstthestateofaffairshadbeenexplainedtohim,hehadfeltsomelittleanxiousnessandperplexity,itistrue,butitsfoundationwasnotinbaffledambition.

           WhiletheEarltoldhimwhathadhappened,hehadsatonastoolholdingontohisknee,ashesooftendidwhenhewaslisteningtoanythinginteresting;andbythetimethestorywasfinishedhelookedquitesober.

           “Itmakesmefeelveryqueer,”hesaid;“itmakesmefeel—queer!”

           TheEarllookedattheboyinsilence.Itmadehimfeelqueer,too—queererthanhehadeverfeltinhiswholelife.Andhefeltmorequeerstillwhenhesawthattherewasatroubledexpressiononthesmallfacewhichwasusuallysohappy.

           “WilltheytakeDearest’shousefromher—andhercarriage?”Cedricaskedinaratherunsteady,anxiouslittlevoice.

           “NO!”saidtheEarldecidedly—inquitealoudvoice,infact.“Theycantakenothingfromher.”

           “Ah!”saidCedric,withevidentrelief.“Can’tthey?”

           Thenhelookedupathisgrandfather,andtherewasawistfulshadeinhiseyes,andtheylookedverybigandsoft.

           “Thatotherboy,”hesaidrathertremulously—“hewillhaveto—tobeyourboynow—asIwas—won’the?”

           “NO!”answeredtheEarl—andhesaiditsofiercelyandloudlythatCedricquitejumped.

           “No?”heexclaimed,inwonderment.“Won’the?Ithought——”

           Hestoodupfromhisstoolquitesuddenly.

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