LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY.
She had never expected to see them again. It must be confessed that Dick grinned a little when he saw her.
" Hello, Minna ! " he said. The big young man — who was Ben — stood still a minute and looked at her.
" Do you know her?" Mr. Havisham asked, glancing from one to the other.
" Yes," said Ben. " I know her and she knows me." And he turned his back on her and went and stood looking out of the window, as if the sight of her was hateful to him, as indeed it was. Then the woman, seeing herself so baffled and exposed, lost all control over herself and flew into such a rage as Ben and Dick had often seen her in before. Dick grinned a trifle more as he watched her and heard the names she called them all and the violent threats she made, but Ben did not turn to look at her.
'' I can swear to her in any court," he said to Mr. Havisham, "and I can bring a dozen others who will. Her father is a respectable sort of man, though he 's low down in the world. Her mother was just like herself. She 's dead, but he 's alive, and he 's honest enough to be ashamed of her. He '11 tell you who she is, and whether she married me or not."
Then he clenched his hand suddenly and turned on her.
"Where 's the child?" he demanded. "He 's going with me! He is done with you, and so am I !"
And just as he finished saying the words, the door leading into the bedroom opened a little, and the boy, probably attracted by the sound of the loud voices, looked in. He was not a handsome boy, but he had rather a nice face, and he was quite like Ben, his father, as any one could see, and there was the three-cornered scar on his chin. Ben walked up to him and took his hand, and his own was trembling.