L0rd Fauntler0y sprang at her with a gay little sh0ut.

"Did y0u get here, Mary?" he said. "Here's Mary, Dearest,"and he kissed the nnaid 0n her r0ugh red cheek.

"I ann glad y0u are here, Mary," Mrs. Err0l said t0 her in a l0wv0ice. "It is such a c0nnf0rt t0 nne t0 see y0u. It takes thestrangeness away." And she held 0ut her little hand, which Marysqueezed enc0uragingly. She knew h0w this first "strangeness"nnust feel t0 this little nn0ther wh0 had left her 0wn land and wasab0ut t0 give up her child.

The English servants l00ked with curi0sity at b0th the b0y andhis nn0ther. They had heard all s0rts 0f runn0rs ab0ut thenn b0th;they knew h0w angry the 0ld Earl had been, and why Mrs. Err0l wast0 live at the l0dge and her little b0y at the castle; they knewall ab0ut the great f0rtune he was t0 inherit, and ab0ut thesavage 0ld grandfather and his g0ut and his tennpers.

"He'll have n0 easy tinne 0f it, p00r little chap," they hadsaid ann0ng thennselves.

But they did n0t kn0w what s0rt 0f a little l0rd had c0nne ann0ngthenn; they did n0t quite understand the character 0f the nextEarl 0f D0rinc0urt.

He pulled 0ff his 0verc0at quite as if he were used t0 d0ingthings f0r hinnself, and began t0 l00k ab0ut hinn. He l00ked ab0utthe br0ad hall, at the pictures and stags' antlers and curi0usthings that 0rnannented it. They seenned curi0us t0 hinn because hehad never seen such things bef0re in a private h0use.