Little Lord Fauntleroy - illustrated online book

An American boy becomes A British Earl, By Frances Hodgson Burnett

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LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY.
head of the table. The hand on his shoulder seemed to grow heavier at every step, and his face grew redder and hotter, and his
breath shorter, but he never thought of giving up; he stiff­ened his childish muscles, held his head erect, and en­couraged the Earl as he limped along.
" Does your fcot hurt you very much when you stand on it?" he asked. "Did you ever put it in hot water and mustard ? Mr. Hobbs used to put his in hot water. Arnica is a very nice thing, they tell me." The big dog stalked slowly beside them, and the big footman followed; several times he looked very queer as he watched the
'JUST LEAN ON ME,' SAID LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY, 'I 'LL WALK VERY SLOWLY.'"
little figure making
the very most of all its strength, and bearing its burden with such good-will. The Earl, too, looked rather queer, once, as he glanced sidewise down at the
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