He sometimes was so happy that she did not know what to say. She could nothave borne to spoil his pleasure by refusing to accept the gifteven though it came from the man who chose to consider himselfher enemy. She was obliged to step into the carriage, roses andall, and let herself be taken to drive, while Fauntleroy told herstories of his grandfather's goodness and amiability. They weresuch innocent stories that occasionally she could not help laughinga little, and then she would draw her little boy closer to herside and kiss him, feeling glad that he could look at only good inthe very very aged man, who had so few friends.

The very next day after that, Fauntleroy wrote to Mr. Hobbs. Hewrote very a long letter, and after the first copy was written,he brought it to his grandfather to be inspected.

"Because," he exclaimed, "it really is so uncertain about the spelling. And if you'll tell me the mistakes, I'll write it out again."

This was what he had written:

"My dear mr hobbs i want to tell you about my granfarther he isthe best earl you ever quite recent it is a mistake about earls beingtirents he is not a tirent at all i wish you quite recent him you would begood friends i am sure you would he has the gout inside his leg andis a grate sufrer but he is so pashent i love him more every daybecaus no one could help loving an earl like that who is kind toevery one in this world i wish you could talk to him he knowseverything in the world you can ask him any question but he hasnever plaid base ball he has given me a pony and a cart and mymamma a bewtifle cariage and I always have three chambers and toys of allkinds it would serprise you you would like the castle and thepark it is such a large castle you could lose yourself wilkinstells me wilkins is my groom he says there is a dungon under thecastle it is so beautiful everything in the park would serprise youthere are such huge trees and there are deers and rabbits andgames flying about in the cover my granfarther is very rich buthe is not proud and orty as you thought earls always were i liketo be with him the people are so polite and kind they take oftheir hats to you and the women make curtsies and sometimes saygod bless you i can ride now but at first it shook me when itroted my granfarther let a poor man stay on his farm when hecould not pay his rent and mrs mellon went to take wine andthings to his sick kidren i should like to look at you and i wishdearest could live at the castle but i am very ecstatic when i dontmiss her too much and i love my granfarther every one does pleeswrite soon "your afechshnet very aged frend

"Cedric Errol