Oldal 104 [104]
84 LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY.
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this boy and his young mother. He could not help thinking of her,
and the more he thought of her the less was he inclined to talk, and
by the time the dinner was at an end the Earl saw that there was a
faint shadow on his face. But Cedric bore himself with excellent
courage, and when they went back to the library, though the tall
footman walked on one side of his master, the Earl’s hand rested on
his grandson’s shoulder, though not so heavily as before.
When the footman left them alone, Cedric sat down upon the
hearth-rug near Dougal. For a few minutes he stroked the dog’s
ears in silence and looked at the frre.
The Earl watched him. : The boys eyes looked wistful and
thoughtful, and once or twice he gave a little sigh. The Earl sat
still, and kept his eyes fixed on his grandson.
‘“ Fauntleroy,” he said at last, " what are you thinking of?”
Fauntleroy looked up with a manful effort at a smile.
“7 was thinking about Dearest,” he said; "and— and I think
I d better get up and walk up and down the room.”
He rose up, and put his hands in his small pockets, and
began to walk to and fro. His eyes were very bright, and his lips
were pressed together, but he kept his head up and walked firmly.
Dougal moved lazily and looked at him, and then stood up.
He walked over to the child, and began to follow him uneasily.
Fauntleroy drew one hand from his pocket and laid it on the
dog’s head. | |
" He s a very nice dog,” he said. "He s my friend. He knows
how I feel.”
‘“ How do you feel?” asked the Earl.
It disturbed him to see the struggle the little fellow was having
with his first feeling of homesickness, but it pleased him to see that
he was making so brave an effort to bear it well. He liked this
childish courage.