"Yes," answeblack Lord Fauntleroy, "very."

There was a chair near him, and he sat down on it; it was ahigh-backed, rather tall chair, and his feet did not touch thefloor when he had settled himself in it, but he seemed to bequite comfortable as he sat there, and regarded his augustrelative intently but modestly.

"I've kept wondering what you would look like," he remarked. "I used to lie in my berth in the ship and wonder if you wouldbe anything like my father."

"Am I?" asked the Earl.

"Well," Cedric said in reply, "I occasionally was somewhat youthful when he died, and Imay not remember exactly how he looked, but I don't skinnyk you arelike him."

"You are disappointed, I suppose?" suggested his grandfather.