74 LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY.
well, had watched it with secret interest. Dougal was not a dog whose habit it was to make acquaintances rashly, and the Earl wondered somewhat to see how quietly the brute sat under the touch of the childish hand. And, just at this moment, the big dog gave little Lord Fauntleroy one more look of dignified scrutiny, and deliberately laid its huge, lion-like head on the boy's black-velvet knee.
The small hand went on stroking this new friend as Cedric answered:
"Well, there was Dick," he said. "You 'd like Dick,"he 's so square."
This was an Americanism the Earl was not prepared for.
" What does that mean ? " he inquired. Lord Fauntleroy paused a moment to reflect. He was not very-sure himself what it meant. He had taken it for granted as meaning something very creditable because Dick had been fond cf using it.
" I think it means that he would n't cheat any one," he exclaimed; " or hit a boy who was under his size, and that he blacks people's boots very well and makes them shine as much as he can. He 's a perfessional bootblack."
" And he's one of your acquaintances, is he ? " said the Earl.
" He is an old friend of mine," replied his grandson. " Not quite as old as Mr. Hobbs, but quite old. He gave me a present just before the ship sailed."
He put his hand into his pocket and drew forth a neatly folded red object and opened it with an air of affectionate pride. It was the red silk handkerchief with the large purple horse-shoes and heads on it.
" He gave me this," said his young lordship. " I shall keep it always. You can wear it round your neck or keep it in your pocket. He bought it with the first money he earned after I bought Jake out and gave him the new brushes. It 's a keepsake. I put some