42 LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY.
" I soy ! " he said, " what 're yer givin' us ? " This plainly embarrassed his lordship a little, but he bore himself bravely.
" Everybody thinks it not true at first," he said. " Mr. Hobbs thought I 'd had a sunstroke. I did n't think I was going to like it myself, but I like it better now I 'm used to it. The one who is the earl now, he 's my grandpapa; and he wants me to do anything I like. He 's very kind, if he is an earl; and he sent me a lot of money by Mr. Havisham, and I 've brought some to you to buy Jake out."
And the end of the matter was that Dick actually bought Jake out, and found himself the possessor of the business and some new brushes and a most astonishing sign and outfit. He could not believe in his good luck any more easily than the apple-woman of ancient lineage could believe in hers; he walked about like a bootblack in a dream; he stared at his young benefactor and felt as if he might wake up at any moment. He scarcely seemed to realize anything until Cedric put out his hand to shake hands with him before going away.
" Well, good-bye," he said; and though he tried to speak steadily, there was a little tremble in his voice and he winked his big brown eyes. " And I hope trade '11 be good. I 'm sorry I 'm going away to leave you, but perhaps I shall come back again when I 'm an earl. And I wish you 'd write to me, because we were always good friends. And if you write to me, here 's where you must send your letter." And he gave him a slip of paper. " And my name is n't Cedric Errol any more; it 's Lord Fauntleroy and—and good-bye, Dick."
Dick winked his eyes also, and yet they looked rather moist about the lashes. He was not an educated boot-black, and he would have found it difficult to tell what he felt just then if he had tried; perhaps that was why he did n't try, and only winked his eyes and swallowed a lump in his throat.