Маленький лорд Фаунтлерой
Chapter XII
Butwhatevercomes,youshallhaveallthatIcangiveyou—all!”
Itscarcelyseemedasifhewerespeakingtoachild,therewassuchdeterminationinhisfaceandvoice;itwasmoreasifheweremakingapromisetohimself—andperhapshewas.
Hehadneverbeforeknownhowdeepaholduponhimhisfondnessfortheboyandhisprideinhimhadtaken.Hehadneverseenhisstrengthandgoodqualitiesandbeautyasheseemedtoseethemnow.Tohisobstinatenatureitseemedimpossible—morethanimpossible—togiveupwhathehadsosethisheartupon.Andhehaddeterminedthathewouldnotgiveitupwithoutafiercestruggle.
WithinafewdaysaftershehadseenMr.Havisham,thewomanwhoclaimedtobeLadyFauntleroypresentedherselfattheCastle,andbroughtherchildwithher.Shewassentaway.TheEarlwouldnotseeher,shewastoldbythefootmanatthedoor;hislawyerwouldattendtohercase.ItwasThomaswhogavethemessage,andwhoexpressedhisopinionofherfreelyafterward,intheservants’hall.He“hoped,”hesaid,“ashehadworeliveryin’ighfamblieslongenoughtoknowaladywhenheseeone,an’ifthatwasaladyhewasnojudgeo’females.”
“TheoneattheLodge,”addedThomasloftily,“’Mericanorno’Merican,she’soneo’therightsort,asanygentleman’u’dreckinizewithallaheye.IremarkeditmyselftoHenerywhenfustwecalledthere.”
Thewomandroveaway;thelookonherhandsome,commonfacehalffrightened,halffierce.Mr.
