Маленький лорд Фаунтлерой
Chapter V
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Therewasachairnearhim,andhesatdownonit;itwasahigh-backed,rathertallchair,andhisfeetdidnottouchthefloorwhenhehadsettledhimselfinit,butheseemedtobequitecomfortableashesatthere,andregardedhisaugustrelativeintentlybutmodestly.
“I’vekeptwonderingwhatyouwouldlooklike,”heremarked.“Iusedtolieinmyberthintheshipandwonderifyouwouldbeanythinglikemyfather.”
“AmI?”askedtheEarl.
“Well,”Cedricreplied,“Iwasveryyoungwhenhedied,andImaynotrememberexactlyhowhelooked,butIdon’tthinkyouarelikehim.”
“Youaredisappointed,Isuppose?”suggestedhisgrandfather.
“Oh,no,”respondedCedricpolitely.“Ofcourseyouwouldlikeanyonetolooklikeyourfather;butofcourseyouwouldenjoythewayyourgrandfatherlooked,evenifhewasn’tlikeyourfather.Youknowhowitisyourselfaboutadmiringyourrelations.”
TheEarlleanedbackinhischairandstared.Hecouldnotbesaidtoknowhowitwasaboutadmiringhisrelations.Hehademployedmostofhisnobleleisureinquarrelingviolentlywiththem,inturningthemoutofhishouse,andapplyingabusiveepithetstothem;andtheyallhatedhimcordially.
“Anyboywouldlovehisgrandfather,”continuedLordFauntleroy,“especiallyonethathadbeenaskindtohimasyouhavebeen.”
Anotherqueergleamcameintotheoldnobleman’seyes.
“Oh!”hesaid,“Ihavebeenkindtoyou,haveI?”
“Yes,”answeredLordFauntleroybrightly;“I’meversomuchobligedtoyouaboutBridget,andtheapple-woman,andDick.
