Маленький лорд Фаунтлерой

Chapter XIV

           Ifyoudon’twanttobelockedup,youreallymustbehaveyourself.”

           Andtherewassomethingsoverybusiness-likeinhistonesthat,probablyfeelingthatthesafestthingshecoulddowouldbetogetoutoftheway,shegavehimonesavagelookanddashedpasthimintothenextroomandslammedthedoor.

           “Weshallhavenomoretroublewithher,”saidMr.Havisham.

           Andhewasright;forthatverynightshelefttheDorincourtArmsandtookthetraintoLondon,andwasseennomore.

           WhentheEarllefttheroomaftertheinterview,hewentatoncetohiscarriage.

           “ToCourtLodge,”hesaidtoThomas.

           “ToCourtLodge,”saidThomastothecoachmanashemountedthebox;“an’youmaydependonit,thingsaretakingauniggspectedturn.”

           WhenthecarriagestoppedatCourtLodge,Cedricwasinthedrawing-roomwithhismother.

           TheEarlcameinwithoutbeingannounced.Helookedaninchorsotaller,andagreatmanyyearsyounger.Hisdeepeyesflashed.

           “Where,”hesaid,“isLordFauntleroy?”

           Mrs.Errolcameforward,aflushrisingtohercheek.

           “IsitLordFauntleroy?”sheasked.“Isit,indeed!”

           TheEarlputouthishandandgraspedhers.

           “Yes,”heanswered,“itis.”

           ThenheputhisotherhandonCedric’sshoulder.

           “Fauntleroy,”hesaidinhisunceremonious,authoritativeway,“askyourmotherwhenshewillcometousattheCastle.”

           Fauntleroyflunghisarmsaroundhismother’sneck.

           “Tolivewithus!”hecried.“Tolivewithusalways!”

           TheEarllookedatMrs.Errol,andMrs.ErrollookedattheEarl.

           Hislordshipwasentirelyinearnest

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