. Little Lord Fauntleroy . t man looked from Dickto the sign and from the sign to Dick. Where did you get that ? he asked. From a friend o mine, said Dick,—a little feller. He guvme the whole outfit. He was the best little feller ye ever saw. He sin England now. Gone to be one o them lords. o Lord — Lord—asked Mr. Hobbs, with ponderous slowness, Lord Fauntleroy — Coin to be Earl of Dorincourt ? Dick almost dropped his brush. Why, boss ! he exclaimed, d ye know him yerself? I Ve known him, answered Mr. Hobbs, wiping his warm fore-head, ever since he was born. We was lifetime acquaintances -that
. Little Lord Fauntleroy . t man looked from Dickto the sign and from the sign to Dick. Where did you get that ? he asked. From a friend o mine, said Dick,—a little feller. He guvme the whole outfit. He was the best little feller ye ever saw. He sin England now. Gone to be one o them lords. o Lord — Lord—asked Mr. Hobbs, with ponderous slowness, Lord Fauntleroy — Coin to be Earl of Dorincourt ? Dick almost dropped his brush. Why, boss ! he exclaimed, d ye know him yerself? I Ve known him, answered Mr. Hobbs, wiping his warm fore-head, ever since he was born. We was lifetime acquaintances -that s what we was. 166 LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY. -• •, •&?>- --. -** - • . • -:<•:.; •• It really made him feel quite agitated to speak of it. He pulledthe splendid gold watch out of his pocket and opened it, and showedthe inside of the case to Dick. When this you see, remem-ber me,: he read. That was hisparting keepsake to me I dontwant you to forget me — thosewas his words — I d ha remem-. bered him, hewent on, shak-ing his head, ifhe had nt givenme a thing, anI had nt seenhide nor hair onhim again. He was a companion as any man would remember. He was the nicest little feller I ever see, said Dick. An as tosand — I never seen so much sand to a little feller. I thought a WHY, BOSS!: EXCLAIMED DICK, DO YOU KNOWHIM LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY. 167 heap o him, I did,— an we was friends, too — we was sort o chumsfrom the fust, that little young un an me. I grabbed his ball fromunder a stage fur him, an he never forgot it; an he d come downhere, he would, with his mother or his nuss and he d holler: Hello, Dick ! at me, as friendly as if he was six feet high, when hewar nt knee high to a grasshopper, and was dressed in galscloes. He was a gay little chap, and when you was down on yourluck, it did you good to talk to him. That s so, said Mr. Hobbs. It was a pity to make a earlout of him. He would have shone in the grocery business — or dryg
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