little lord fauntleroy-第26部分
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as he lay on the rug; 〃do you remember what I said to you that
first night about our being good companions? I don't think any
people could be better companions than we are; do you?〃
〃We are pretty good companions; I should say;〃 replied his
lordship。 〃Come here。〃
Fauntleroy scrambled up and went to him。
〃Is there anything you want;〃 the Earl asked; 〃anything you
have not?〃
The little fellow's brown eyes fixed themselves on his
grandfather with a rather wistful look。
〃Only one thing;〃 he answered。
〃What is that?〃 inquired the Earl。
Fauntleroy was silent a second。 He had not thought matters over
to himself so long for nothing。
〃What is it?〃 my lord repeated。
Fauntleroy answered。
〃It is Dearest;〃 he said。
The old Earl winced a little。
〃But you see her almost every day;〃 he said。 〃Is not that
enough?〃
〃I used to see her all the time;〃 said Fauntleroy。 〃She used
to kiss me when I went to sleep at night; and in the morning she
was always there; and we could tell each other things without
waiting。〃
The old eyes and the young ones looked into each other through a
moment of silence。 Then the Earl knitted his brows。
〃Do you NEVER forget about your mother?〃 he said。
〃No;〃 answered Fauntleroy; 〃never; and she never forgets about
me。 I shouldn't forget about YOU; you know; if I didn't live
with you。 I should think about you all the more。〃
〃Upon my word;〃 said the Earl; after looking at him a moment
longer; 〃I believe you would!〃
The jealous pang that came when the boy spoke so of his mother
seemed even stronger than it had been before; it was stronger
because of this old man's increasing affection for the boy。
But it was not long before he had other pangs; so much harder to
face that he almost forgot; for the time; he had ever hated his
son's wife at all。 And in a strange and startling way it
happened。 One evening; just before the Earl's Court cottages
were completed; there was a grand dinner party at Dorincourt。
There had not been such a party at the Castle for a long time。 A
few days before it took place; Sir Harry Lorridaile and Lady
Lorridaile; who was the Earl's only sister; actually came for a
visita thing which caused the greatest excitement in the
village and set Mrs。 Dibble's shop…bell tinkling madly again;
because it was well known that Lady Lorridaile had only been to
Dorincourt once since her marriage; thirty…five years before。
She was a handsome old lady with white curls and dimpled; peachy
cheeks; and she was as good as gold; but she had never approved
of her brother any more than did the rest of the world; and
having a strong will of her own and not being at all afraid to
speak her mind frankly; she had; after several lively quarrels
with his lordship; seen very little of him since her young days。
She had heard a great deal of him that was not pleasant through
the years in which they had been separated。 She had heard about
his neglect of his wife; and of the poor lady's death; and of his
indifference to his children; and of the two weak; vicious;
unprepossessing elder boys who had been no credit to him or to
any one else。 Those two elder sons; Bevis and Maurice; she had
never seen; but once there had come to Lorridaile Park a tall;
stalwart; beautiful young fellow about eighteen years old; who
had told her that he was her nephew Cedric Errol; and that he had
come to see her because he was passing near the place and wished
to look at his Aunt Constantia of whom he had heard his mother
speak。 Lady Lorridaile's kind heart had warmed through and
through at the sight of the young man; and she had made him stay
with her a week; and petted him; and made much of him and admired
him immensely。 He was so sweet…tempered; light…hearted; spirited
a lad; that when he went away; she had hoped to see him often
again; but she never did; because the Earl had been in a bad
humor when he went back to Dorincourt; and had forbidden him ever
to go to Lorridaile Park again。 But Lady Lorridaile had always
remembered him tenderly; and though she feared he had made a rash
marriage in America; she had been very angry when she heard how
he had been cast off by his father and that no one really knew
where or how he lived。 At last there came a rumor of his death;
and then Bevis had been thrown from his horse and killed; and
Maurice had died in Rome of the fever; and soon after came the
story of the American child who was to be found and brought home
as Lord Fauntleroy。
〃Probably to be ruined as the others were;〃 she said to her
husband; 〃unless his mother is good enough and has a will of her
own to help her to take care of him。〃
But when she heard that Cedric's mother had been parted from him
she was almost too indignant for words。
〃It is disgraceful; Harry!〃 she said。 〃Fancy a child of that
age being taken from his mother; and made the companion of a man
like my brother! He will either be brutal to the boy or indulge
him until he is a little monster。 If I thought it would do any
good to write〃
〃It wouldn't; Constantia;〃 said Sir Harry。
〃I know it wouldn't;〃 she answered。 〃I know his lordship the
Earl of Dorincourt too well;but it is outrageous。〃
Not only the poor people and farmers heard about little Lord
Fauntleroy; others knew him。 He was talked about so much and
there were so many stories of himof his beauty; his sweet
temper; his popularity; and his growing influence over the Earl;
his grandfatherthat rumors of him reached the gentry at their
country places and he was heard of in more than one county of
England。 People talked about him at the dinner tables; ladies
pitied his young mother; and wondered if the boy were as handsome
as he was said to be; and men who knew the Earl and his habits
laughed heartily at the stories of the little fellow's belief in
his lordship's amiability。 Sir Thomas Asshe of Asshawe Hall;
being in Erleboro one day; met the Earl and his grandson riding
together; and stopped to shake hands with my lord and
congratulate him on his change of looks and on his recovery from
the gout。 〃And; d' ye know;〃 he said; when he spoke of the
incident afterward; 〃the old man looked as proud as a
turkey…cock; and upon my word I don't wonder; for a handsomer;
finer lad than his grandson I never saw! As straight as a dart;
and sat his pony like a young trooper!〃
And so by degrees Lady Lorridaile; too; heard of the child; she
heard about Higgins and the lame boy; and the cottages at Earl's
Court; and a score of other things;and she began to wish to see
the little fellow。 And just as she was wondering how it might be
brought about; to her utter astonishment; she received a letter
from her brother inviting her to come with her husband to
Dorincourt。
〃It seems incredible!〃 she exclaimed。 〃I have heard it said
that the child has worked miracles; and I begin to believe it。
They say my brother adores the boy and can scarcely endure to
have him out of sight。 And he is so proud of him! Actually; I
believe he wants to show him to us。〃 And she accepted the
invitation at once。
When she reached Dorincourt Castle with Sir Harry; it was late in
the afternoon; and she went to her room at once before seeing her
brother。 Having dressed for dinner; she entered the
drawing…room。 The Earl was there standing near the fire and
looking very tall and imposing; and at his side stood a little
boy in black velvet; and a large Vandyke collar of rich lacea
little fellow whose round bright face was so handsome; and who
turned upon her such beautiful; candid brown eyes; that she
almost uttered an exclamation of pleasure and surprise at the
sight。
As she shook hands with the Earl; she called him by the name she
had not used since her girlhood。
〃What; Molyneux!〃 she said; 〃is this the child?〃
〃Yes; Constantia;〃 answered the Earl; 〃this is the boy。
Fauntleroy; this is your grand…aunt; Lady Lorridaile。〃
〃How do you do; Grand…Aunt?〃 said Fauntleroy。
Lady Lorridaile put her hand on his shoulders; and after looking
down into his upraised face a few seconds; kissed him warmly。
〃I am your Aunt Constantia;〃 she said; 〃and I loved your poor
papa; and you are very like him。〃
〃It makes me glad when I am told I am like him;〃 answered
Fauntleroy; 〃because it seems as if every one liked him;just
like Dearest; eszackly;Aunt Constantia〃 (adding the two words
after a second's pause)。
Lady Lorridaile was delighted。 She bent and kissed him again;
and from that moment they were warm friends。
〃Well; Molyneux;〃 she said aside to the Earl afterward; 〃it
could not possibly be better than this!〃
〃I think not;〃 answered his lordship dryly。 〃He is a fine
little fellow。 We are great friends。 He believes me to be the
most charming and sweet…tempered of philanthropists。 I will
confess to you; Constantia;as you would find it out if I did
not;that I am in some slight danger of becoming rather an old
fool about him。〃
〃What does his mother think of you?〃 asked Lady Lorridaile