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“
Well
,
”
he
said
;
“
well
,
Havisham
,
come
back
,
have
you
?
What
’
s
the
news
?
”
“
Lord
Fauntleroy
and
his
mother
are
at
Court
Lodge
,
”
replied
Mr
.
Havisham
.
“
They
bore
the
voyage
very
well
and
are
in
excellent
health
.
”
The
Earl
made
a
half
-
impatient
sound
and
moved
his
hand
restlessly
.
“
Glad
to
hear
it
,
”
he
said
brusquely
.
“
So
far
,
so
good
.
Make
yourself
comfortable
.
Have
a
glass
of
wine
and
settle
down
.
What
else
?
”
“
His
lordship
remains
with
his
mother
to
-
night
.
To
-
morrow
I
will
bring
him
to
the
Castle
.
”
The
Earl
’
s
elbow
was
resting
on
the
arm
of
his
chair
;
he
put
his
hand
up
and
shielded
his
eyes
with
it
.
“
Well
,
”
he
said
;
“
go
on
.
You
know
I
told
you
not
to
write
to
me
about
the
matter
,
and
I
know
nothing
whatever
about
it
.
What
kind
of
a
lad
is
he
?
I
don
’
t
care
about
the
mother
;
what
sort
of
a
lad
is
he
?
”
Mr
.
Havisham
drank
a
little
of
the
glass
of
port
he
had
poured
out
for
himself
,
and
sat
holding
it
in
his
hand
.
“
It
is
rather
difficult
to
judge
of
the
character
of
a
child
of
seven
,
”
he
said
cautiously
.
