"A few minutes later, the very tall footman in livery, who had escorted Cedric to the library door, opened it and announced: "Lord Fauntleroy, my lord," in quite a majestic tone. If he was only a footman, he felt it was rather a grand occasion when the heir came home to his own land and possessions, and was ushered into the presence of the old Earl, whose place and title he was to take. Cedric crossed the threshold into the room. It was a very large and splendid room, with massive carven furniture in it, and shelves upon shelves of books; the furniture was so dark, and the draperies so heavy, the diamond-paned windows were so deep, and it seemed such a distance from one end of it to the other, that, since the sun had gone down, the effect of it all was rather gloomy. For a moment Cedric thought there was nobody in the room, but soon he saw that by the fire burning on the wide hearth there was a large easy-chair and that in that chair some one was sitting--some one who did not at first turn to look at him.
But he had attracted attention in one quarter at least. On the floor, by the arm-chair, lay a dog, a huge tawny mastiff, with body and limbs almost as big as a lion's; and this great creature rose majestically and slowly, and marched toward the little fellow with a heavy step.
Then the person in the chair spoke. "Dougal," he called, "come back, sir."
But there was no more fear in little Lord Fauntleroy's heart than there was unkindness--he had been a brave little fellow all his life. He put his hand on the big dog's collar in the most natural way in the world, and they strayed forward together, Dougal sniffing as he went.
And then the Earl looked up. What Cedric saw was a large old man with shaggy white hair and eyebrows, and a nose like an eagle's beak between his deep, fierce eyes. What the Earl saw was a graceful, childish figure in a black velvet suit, with a lace collar, and with love-locks waving about the handsome, manly little face, whose eyes met his with a look of innocent good-fellowship. If the Castle was like the palace in a fairy story, it must be owned that little Lord Fauntleroy was himself rather like a small copy of the fairy prince, though he was not at all aware of the fact, and perhaps was rather a sturdy young model of a fairy. But there was a sudden glow of triumph and exultation in the fiery old Earl's heart as he saw what a strong, beautiful boy this grandson was, and how unhesitatingly he looked up as he stood with his hand on the big dog's neck. It pleased the grim old nobleman that the child should show no shyness or fear, either of the dog or of himself.
Cedric looked at him just as he had looked at the woman at the lodge and at the housekeeper, and came quite close to him.
"Are you the Earl?" he said. "I'm your grandson, you know, that Mr. Havisham brought. I'm Lord Fauntleroy." He held out his hand because he thought it must be the polite and proper thing to do even with earls. "I hope you are very well," he continued, with the utmost friendliness. "I'm very glad to see you." "
An edition published by Warne in 1925 had beautiful illustrations by Charles Edmund Brock. A few of
the pictures are color plates. The remainder of the illustrations are monochrome sketches.
Little Lord Fauntleroy was first published in 1885-1886 in the children's magazine St. Nicholas. Since 1886 it has been published in inumerable English as well as many foreign-language editions. There is no difference in the English language text, except for some abridged editions for younger children. The only important difference in the various editions are the illustrations. Known editions of Little Lord Fauntleroy include: Little Lord Fauntleroy: First edition, 1886 (Birch illustrations); Der kleine Lord: Loewe, 1907. (Plonck illustrations); Little Lord Fauntleroy: Warne, 1925. (C.E. Brock illustrations); Un Piccolo Lord: Florence, Salani, 1935. (Micheli illustrations); Le Petit Lord Fountleroy: Nelson, 1938. (Bloch illustrations); Il Piccolo Lord: Florence, Marzocco, 1940. (Fabbi illustrations); Little Lord Fauntleroy: Glasgow, Collins-Lions, 1974. (No illustrations, the editor complaining that the original Birch illustrations were misleading.); Mały lord Klasyka Dziecięca, 1998. (Pasierska illustratiions); Il piccolo Lord: Turin, Utet, no publication date. (Terzi illustrations).