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If
you
don
’
t
want
to
be
locked
up
,
you
really
must
behave
yourself
.
”
And
there
was
something
so
very
business
-
like
in
his
tones
that
,
probably
feeling
that
the
safest
thing
she
could
do
would
be
to
get
out
of
the
way
,
she
gave
him
one
savage
look
and
dashed
past
him
into
the
next
room
and
slammed
the
door
.
“
We
shall
have
no
more
trouble
with
her
,
”
said
Mr
.
Havisham
.
And
he
was
right
;
for
that
very
night
she
left
the
Dorincourt
Arms
and
took
the
train
to
London
,
and
was
seen
no
more
.
When
the
Earl
left
the
room
after
the
interview
,
he
went
at
once
to
his
carriage
.
“
To
Court
Lodge
,
”
he
said
to
Thomas
.
“
To
Court
Lodge
,
”
said
Thomas
to
the
coachman
as
he
mounted
the
box
;
“
an
’
you
may
depend
on
it
,
things
are
taking
a
uniggspected
turn
.
”
When
the
carriage
stopped
at
Court
Lodge
,
Cedric
was
in
the
drawing
-
room
with
his
mother
.
The
Earl
came
in
without
being
announced
.
He
looked
an
inch
or
so
taller
,
and
a
great
many
years
younger
.
His
deep
eyes
flashed
.
“
Where
,
”
he
said
,
“
is
Lord
Fauntleroy
?
”
