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"Can't you walk at all er Sir J-James?" The boy laughed gleefully. "'Sir James, indeed! That's only more of Jerry's nonsense. I ain't a 'Sir." Pollyanna looked clearly disappointed. "You aren't? Nor a a lord, like he said?" "I sure ain't." "Oh, I hoped you were like Little Lord Fauntleroy, you know," rejoined Pollyanna. "And "
By this time the footman was coughing in the corridor. "That's English history, I guess," Tembarom replied. "I'll have to get a history-book and read up about the Crusades." He went on farther, and paused with a slightly puzzled expression before a boy in a costume of the period of Charles II. "Who's this Fauntleroy in the lace collar?" he inquired. "Queer!" he added, as though to himself.
"It would be Nature! 'Blessings on thee, little man!" "That's all very well. But I want Cedric to have curls " "Curls!" he cried. "And then a Fauntleroy suit, I suppose!" "No at least not while we're poor. But I want him to look decent " "If you have curls, then you'll want a nurse-maid to brush them!" "Nonsense, Thyrsis! Can't a mother take care of her child's own hair?"
Let the world admire her, and be dazzled by her, the brilliant child of my prosperity! It is Fauntleroy that still shines through her!" But then, perhaps, another thought occurred to him. "My poor Priscilla! And am I just to her, in surrendering all to this beautiful Zenobia? Priscilla! I love her best, I love her only! but with shame, not pride.
"Oh!" said the Earl, "you like them, do you?" "I like them so much well, I couldn't tell you how much!" said Fauntleroy, his face glowing with delight. "There's one that's like baseball, only you play it on a board with black and white pegs, and you keep your score with some counters on a wire.
The writing lesson halted. Bluntly pointed pencils paused in mid-air or between surprise-parted lips, and the First Reader Class drew deep breaths of awe and admiration: for the new boy wore the brightest and tightest of red velvet Fauntleroy suits, the most bouffant of underlying shirts, the deepest of lace collars, the most straightly cut of Anglo-Saxon coiffures, the most far-reaching of sailor hats.
"Apparently the star film of the afternoon was 'Britain's Sea-Dogs, or Jack-Tars at War, and that appears to have been too much for our little Lord Fauntleroy. He slipped out unbeknownst to the fairy, and I found him at the club an hour later playing billiards with the marker." The cavalier relaxed not a muscle of his sphinx-like gravity.
She made him wear Fauntleroy suits and kept his hair in curls down his back molasses colored curls that disgusted the boy mightily. Finally he hired another boy for ten cents and a glass agate to cut the curls off close to his head, and he stole a pair of long trousers, a world too wide for him, from a neighbor's line.
His pride was the strongest part of his nature, and the boy gratified it at every point. Through this pride he began to find a new interest in life. He began to take pleasure in showing his heir to the world. The world had known of his disappointment in his sons; so there was an agreeable touch of triumph in exhibiting this new Lord Fauntleroy, who could disappoint no one.
We were told even at Lorridaile Park that your poorer tenants adore her already." "They adore HIM," said the Earl, nodding toward Fauntleroy. "As to Mrs. Errol, you'll find her a pretty little woman. I'm rather in debt to her for giving some of her beauty to the boy, and you can go to see her if you like.
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