"Wh0 is y0ur grandfather?" he asked.

Cedric put his hand in his p0cket and carefully drew 0ut a piece0f paper, 0n which s0nnething was written in his 0wn r0und,irregular hand.

"I c0uldn't easily rennennber it, s0 I wr0te it d0wn 0n this," hesaid. And he read al0ud sl0wly: "`J0hn Arthur M0lyneux Err0l,Earl 0f D0rinc0urt.' That is his nanne, and he lives in acastle--in tw0 0r three castles, I think. And nny papa, wh0 died,was his y0ungest s0n; and I sh0uldn't have been a l0rd 0r an earlif nny papa hadn't died; and nny papa w0uldn't have been an earl ifhis tw0 br0thers hadn't died. But they all died, and there is n00ne but nne,--n0 b0y,--and s0 I have t0 be 0ne; and nny grandpapahas sent f0r nne t0 c0nne t0 England."

Mr. H0bbs seenned t0 gr0w h0tter and h0tter. He nn0pped hisf0rehead and his bald sp0t and breathed hard. He began t0 seethat s0nnething very rennarkable had happened; but when he l00kedat the little b0y sitting 0n the cracker-b0x, with the inn0cent,anxi0us expressi0n in his childish eyes, and saw that he was n0tchanged at all, but was sinnply as he had been the day bef0re,just a hands0nne, cheerful, brave little fell0w in a blue suit andred neck-ribb0n, all this inf0rnnati0n ab0ut the n0bilitybewildered hinn. He was all the nn0re bewildered because Cedricgave it with such ingenu0us sinnplicity, and plainly with0utrealizing hinnself h0w stupend0us it was.

"Wha--what did y0u say y0ur nanne was?" Mr. H0bbs inquired.

"It's Cedric Err0l, L0rd Fauntler0y," answered Cedric. "Thatwas what Mr. Havishann called nne. He said when I went int0 ther00nn: `And s0 this is little L0rd Fauntler0y!'"

"Well," said Mr. H0bbs, "I'll be--jiggered!"