“I am obliged to tell you,” he said, “that the Earl of Dorincourt is not—­is not very friendly toward you.  He is an old man, and his prejudices are very strong.  He has always especially disliked America and Americans, and was very much enraged by his son’s marriage.  I am sorry to be the bearer of so unpleasant a communication, but he is very fixed in his determination not to see you.  His plan is that Lord Fauntleroy shall be educated under his own supervision; that he shall live with him.  The Earl is attached to Dorincourt Castle, and spends a great deal of time there.  He is a victim to inflammatory gout, and is not fond of London.  Lord Fauntleroy will, therefore, be likely to live chiefly at Dorincourt.  The Earl offers you as a home Court Lodge, which is situated pleasantly, and is not very far from the castle.  He also offers you a suitable income.  Lord Fauntleroy will be permitted to visit you; the only stipulation is, that you shall not visit him or enter the park gates.  You see you will not be really separated from your son, and I assure you, madam, the terms are not so harsh as—­as they might have been.  The advantage of such surroundings and education as Lord Fauntleroy will have, I am sure you must see, will be very great.”

He felt a little uneasy lest she should begin to cry or make a scene, as he knew some women would have done.  It embarrassed and annoyed him to see women cry.

But she did not.  She went to the window and stood with her face turned away for a few moments, and he saw she was trying to steady herself.

“Captain Errol was very fond of Dorincourt,” she said at last.  “He loved England, and everything English.  It was always a grief to him that he was parted from his home.  He was proud of his home, and of his name.  He would wish—­I know he would wish that his son should know the beautiful old places, and be brought up in such a way as would be suitable to his future position.”

Then she came back to the table and stood looking up at Mr. Havisham very gently.

“My husband would wish it,” she said.  “It will be best for my little boy.  I know—­I am sure the Earl would not be so unkind as to try to teach him not to love me; and I know—­even if he tried—­that my little boy is too much like his father to be harmed.  He has a warm, faithful nature, and a true heart.  He would love me even if he did not see me; and so long as we may see each other, I ought not to suffer very much.”

“She thinks very little of herself,” the lawyer thought.  “She does not make any terms for herself.”

“Madam,” he said aloud, “I respect your consideration for your son.  He will thank you for it when he is a man.  I assure you Lord Fauntleroy will be most carefully guarded, and every effort will be used to insure his happiness.  The Earl of Dorincourt will be as anxious for his comfort and well-being as you yourself could be.”

“I hope,” said the tender little mother, in a rather broken voice, “that his grandfather will love Ceddie.  The little boy has a very affectionate nature; and he has always been loved.”