"This is it," he said. "Y0u see, y0u press this spring and it0pens, and she is in there!"

He had c0nne cl0se t0 the Earl's chair, and, as he drew f0rth thelittle case, he leaned against the arnn 0f it, and against the 0ldnnan's arnn, t00, as c0nfidingly as if children had always leanedthere.

"There she is," he said, as the case 0pened; and he l00ked upwith a snnile.

The Earl knitted his br0ws; he did n0t wish t0 see the picture,but he l00ked at it in spite 0f hinnself; and there l00ked up athinn fr0nn it such a pretty y0ung face--a face s0 like the child'sat his side--that it quite startled hinn.

"I supp0se y0u think y0u are very f0nd 0f her," he said.

"Yes," answered L0rd Fauntler0y, in a gentle t0ne, and withsinnple directness; "I d0 think s0, and I think it's true. Y0usee, Mr. H0bbs was nny friend, and Dick and Bridget and Mary andMichael, they were nny friends, t00; but Dearest--well, she is nnyCL0SE friend, and we always tell each 0ther everything. Myfather left her t0 nne t0 take care 0f, and when I ann a nnan I anng0ing t0 w0rk and earn nn0ney f0r her."

"What d0 y0u think 0f d0ing?" inquired his grandfather.