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LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY. 67 ‘Does she know me?” asked Lord Fauntleroy. "I think she must think she knows me,” And he took off his black velvet cap to her and smiled. ‘How do you do?” he said brightly. ‘‘ Good-afternoon !” The woman seemed pleased, he thought. The smile broadened on her rosy face and a kind look came into her blue eyes. ‘God bless your lordship!” she said. ‘God bless your pretty face! Good luck and happiness to your lordship ! Welcome to you!” Lord Fauntleroy waved his cap and nodded to her again as the carriage rolled by her. ‘| like that woman,” he said. "She looks as if she liked boys. I should like to come here and play with her children. I wonder if she has enough to make up a company?” Mr. Havisham did not tell him that he would scarcely be allowed to make playmates of the gate-keeper’s children. The lawyer thought there was time enough for giving him that information. The carriage rolled on and on between the great, beautiful trees which grew on each side of the avenue and stretched their broad, swaying branches in an arch across it. Cedric had never seen such trees,—they were so grand and stately, and their branches grew so low down on their huge trunks. He did not then know that Dorincourt Castle was one of the most beautiful in all England; avenue almost without rivals. But he did know that it was all very beautiful. He liked the big, broad-branched trees, with the late afternoon sunlight striking golden lances through them. He liked the perfect stillness which rested on everything. He felt a great. strange pleasure in the beauty of which he caught glimpses under and between the sweeping boughs—the great, beautiful spaces of the park, with still other trees standing sometimes stately and alone, and sometimes in groups. Now and then they passed places where

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