Маленький лорд Фаунтлерой
Chapter VI
“MayIgotoDearestnow?”heasked.“Ithinkshewillbewaitingforme.”
TheEarlwassilentamoment.
“Thereissomethinginthestableforyoutoseefirst,”hesaid.“Ringthebell.”
“Ifyouplease,”saidFauntleroy,withhisquicklittleflush.“I’mverymuchobliged;butIthinkI’dbetterseeitto-morrow.Shewillbeexpectingmeallthetime.”
“Verywell,”answeredtheEarl.“Wewillorderthecarriage.”Thenheaddeddryly,“It’sapony.”
Fauntleroydrewalongbreath.
“Apony!”heexclaimed.“Whoseponyisit?”
“Yours,”repliedtheEarl.
“Mine?”criedthelittlefellow.“Mine—likethethingsupstairs?”
“Yes,”saidhisgrandfather.“Wouldyouliketoseeit?ShallIorderittobebroughtaround?”
Fauntleroy’scheeksgrewredderandredder.
“IneverthoughtIshouldhaveapony!”hesaid.“Ineverthoughtthat!HowgladDearestwillbe.YougivemeEVERYthing,don’tyou?”
“Doyouwishtoseeit?”inquiredtheEarl.
Fauntleroydrewalongbreath.“IWANTtoseeit,”hesaid.“IwanttoseeitsomuchIcanhardlywait.ButI’mafraidthereisn’ttime.”
“YouMUSTgoandseeyourmotherthisafternoon?”askedtheEarl.“Youthinkyoucan’tputitoff?”
“Why,”saidFauntleroy,“shehasbeenthinkingaboutmeallthemorning,andIhavebeenthinkingabouther!”
“Oh!”saidtheEarl.“Youhave,haveyou?Ringthebell.”
Astheydrovedowntheavenue,underthearchingtrees,hewasrathersilent.ButFauntleroywasnot.Hetalkedaboutthepony.
