/tt0027893/french/JohnCROMWELL 1936 Little Lord Fauntleroy.VOEN.FR.srt

Brooklyn, New York... dans les années 1880.

Jamais un homme n'a affronté la mort si courageusement.

Ne la laissez pas rester trop longtemps.

Mais nous sommes seuls tous les deux maintenant.

Il s'asseyait à ses côtés, quand elle était sur le sofa.

Ceddie était trop jeune pour savoir quoi faire d'autre.

Il faisait du mieux qu'il pouvait sans comprendre quel réconfort

Recevoir un si beau cadeau d'anniversaire!

Il sera le plus heureux de tout Brooklyn

Chérie. Regarde! Michael a fait ça pour moi

C'est au péril de votre vie que vous approchez Lady Marianne.

Aussi nombreux que vous soyez, je vous défie tous!

Tu seras Marianne et moi, Robin des bois.

Ils t'attaquent, mais je te défendrai contre tous!

Elle te plaît vraiment, c'est ce que tu voulais?

Tant mieux! Mais tu seras prudent, n'est-ce pas?

Je vais être le meilleur cycliste de tout Brooklyn!

Il faut que je la montre à Mr Hobbs et à Dick.

- Je peux y aller, chérie? - Oui mais sois prudent.

Fais attention aux tramways. Reste sur le trottoir.

C'est une belle journée pour faire de la bicyclette.

Sans doute pour ceux qui peuvent en faire.

Tous ceux qui veulent une nouvelle bicyclette vont l'essayer.

Et à qui est-elle donc cette bicyclette?

On dirait les cloches de la cathédrale St Patrick. Tu en as de la chance!

Pouvez-vous me choisir une pomme. Et la garder jusqu'à mon retour?

Regardez-le marcher avec ses beaux habits!

Voyez comme il a l'air fier et méprisant!

- Laissez-moi passer. - On peut faire un tour avec?

- Désolé, mais non. - T'as peur qu'on te le salisse?

- Tu veux faire quoi? - Vous ôter de mon chemin.

Pourquoi ce flic est venu, on les tenait!

- Mince où tu as piqué ça? - Chérie me l'a donnée.

- N'est-elle pas magnifique? - Ca c'est bien vrai!

- Tu seras le premier à l'essayer. - Merci.

Je voulais vous empêcher de commettre un crime!

Écoute Dick, je vais faire un tour, et ensuite je te la prête.

Plus tard. Je dois accompagner mon frère Ben.

Splendide! Il va monter des mustangs et tuer des ours.

Reviens chez Mr Hobbs aussi vite que possible.

et de sucre d'orge pour ton anniversaire.

Et je pensais qu'on pourrait l'attendre.

L'aristocratie anglaise, une bande d'inutile.

Des comtes et des marquis qui se prennent pour le bon Dieu.

Vous avez déjà rencontré des marquis et des comtes?

Que l'un d'eux essaye de venir ici pour voir!

Je ne laisserai pas ces tyrans s'asseoir sur mes tonneaux!

Dick, tu es juste à l'heure pour la fête!

À ta santé mon garçon et bon anniversaire!

Viens, madame te demande. Regarde-moi ce visage!

Merci Mr Hobbs mais je ne peux pas rester.

- Chérie a un problème? - Non elle va très bien.

- Qu'y a-t-il alors? - Pas de questions.

le statut d'héritier de votre fils, depuis la mort de son oncle,

Mais vous voulez m'enlever mon garçon, Mr Havisham!

Rappelez-vous que je n'agis qu'en tant qu'avocat du comte de Dorincourt.

Le comte de Dorincourt a renié son fils.

Et n'a jamais voulu reconnaître son petit-fils.

Pourquoi devrais-je lui donner mon fils?

J'ai omis de vous dire que vous viendriez avec lui

Mais Lord Dorincourt n'est pas bien disposé à votre égard.

Il est vieux et n'a jamais aimé l'Amérique et les américains.

Vous serez logée à part et recevrez une rente confortable.

La seule restriction est que vous ne tentiez pas de voir

Bonjour Brigitte... Qu'est-ce qu'il y a?

Michael est malade et on n'a pas de quoi payer le loyer!

Brigitte j'ai des choses plus importantes à faire.

Je me demande ce qu'aurait souhaité votre mari.

Je le connaissais et je l'aimais, comme tout le monde.

- Il aimait beaucoup le château. - Oui, je le sais.

Il aurait su quelle opportunité c'était pour votre fils.

Tous les avantages que cela représenterait.

Laissez-moi informer Ceddie à ma manière.

Il doit ignorer que son grand-père ne m'aime pas.

Entendu... votre fils vous remerciera, plus tard

Il est très aimant et tout le monde l'adore.

Voici Mr Havisham. Envoyé par ton grand-père d'Angleterre

Vois-tu ton grand-père n'a plus d'enfants. Il se sent très seul.

Il veut que nous allions vivre chez lui en Angleterre.

Il est comte et tu es son héritier. Tu auras un nouveau nom :

Lord Fauntleroy. Un jour tu seras comte de Dorincourt.

Chérie, faut-il que je sois comte? Est-ce obligé?

Imagine : Bientôt nous partirons pour l'Angleterre.

- Autre chose? - C'est combien le beurre?

- 13 cents, la livre. - La dernière fois c'était 12,50.

- Ca devait être le mois dernier. - Eh bien tant pis pour le beurre!

Si les prix augmentent encore nous mourrons tous de faim.

Vous rappelez-vous ce dont nous parlions hier matin?

Vous ne vouliez pas qu'ils s'assoient sur vos tonneaux.

Je l'ai dit et je le pense. Qu'ils essaient pour voir!

Mr Hobbs. Il y en a un assis sur ce tonneau.

J'en suis un, ou je le serais bientôt. Je ne voulais pas vous le cacher.

Mr Havisham, un avocat venu d'Angleterre, nous l'a dit.

Ce n'est pas facile a retenir alors, je l'ai noté.

John Arthur Molyneux Errol. Comte de Dorincourt.

Et il a un château. Deux ou trois, même je crois.

Tous ses fils sont morts. C'est pour cela que je serais comte.

Nous devrons nous en accommoder. Mr Hobbs.

Tu as toujours parlé plus anglais qu'américain.

Mais si je dois être comte, j'essaierai d'en être un bon.

Et j'essaierai d'empêcher toute guerre avec l'Amérique.

C'est ça, le pire. Je ne vous verrai pas avant longtemps.

Même les meilleurs amis doivent se quitter.

La nourriture américaine doit vous sembler étrange.

Les muffins sont des biscuits et les biscuits, des cookies!

Et ce sont les convives qui rendent le repas délicieux.

Quand vous serez Comte, vous donnerez de grands dîners

Je ne suis pas sûre de savoir ce qu'est vraiment un comte!

Et si je dois en être un, je devrais le savoir, non?

Sont faits comte ceux qui ont rendu service à leur roi ou ont accompli un exploit.

- Est-ce pour cela qu'on l'élit? - Oui...

Quand un homme est bon et sage on l'élit président.

Et puis il y a des défilés, des orchestres et des discours.

J'ai déjà pensé être président mais comte, jamais.

Un comte est en généralement issu d'un très ancien lignage.

Comme la marchande de pomme, elle a au moins 100 ans.

Son lignage est si ancien qu'elle tient à peine debout.

C'est bien triste d'être si pauvre et d'un si vieux lignage

Le sien lui ronge les os et quand il pleut c'est pire.

Ancien lignage ne veut pas dire, grand âge.

Le 1er comte Dorincourt remonte a plusieurs siècles

Beaucoup furent très courageux et se sont illustrés au combat.

Tant mieux si les comtes sont courageux. C'est un avantage.

C'est bien. Moi aussi j'aimerais en avoir beaucoup.

- Pourquoi? - On peut faire tant de choses avec.

Si j'étais riche, j'achèterais à la marchande de pommes un abri avec un tabouret.

Et un châle pour qu'elle n'est plus mal aux os.

J'achèterais de belles choses pour chérie.

- Chérie? - Mon père appelait ma mère ainsi.

Le cireur. Je lui achèterais des chiffons et des brosses neuves.

N'y a t'il pas une chose que vous rêviez d'avoir?

Une femme qui a des ennuis est venue me voir.

Elle a six enfants et son mari est au chômage.

Avant mon départ, le comte m'a dit que si vous avez un souhait,

Et vous donner tout ce que vous vouliez.

C'est beaucoup d'argent. Nous n'en avons jamais eu beaucoup.

Je commence à réaliser les pouvoirs que Ceddie aura.

C'est encore un enfant, j'ai un peu peur.

D'après ce que j'ai vu, il n'y a rien à craindre.

Je l'espère. Qu'il ne se laisse pas trop gâter par tout ça!

Mon grand-père doit être un homme très bon.

Etre comte est plus agréable que je ne le pensais.

En fait je suis assez content d'en devenir un.

Nous avons toujours aimé cette maison, n'est-ce pas?

Et je ne veux pas que vous souffriez des os quand il pleut.

Avec toutes tes bontés, mes os ne craignent plus rien.

Si ça marche, je croulerai sous les diamants et les perles.

et pense à nous, quand tu seras là-bas en terre étrangère.

Je penserais à toi et je t'écrirai. Il faudra que tu me répondes.

Merci pour tout ce que vous avez fait pour lui.

Il le mérite. C'est un chouette p'tit gars.

C'est un mouchoir pour mettre chez les rupins.

Il y a quelque chose de gravé à l'intérieur.

Oh, non! Vous, ne m'oubliez pas, au milieu de tout ce beau monde.

Vous viendriez même s'il est comte, n'est ce pas?

Mary nous nous sommes bien amusé à Londres.

Je suis heureuse que vous soyez là pour nous accueillir.

Bienvenue dans votre jolie nouvelle maison.

Voici la cuisinière et la femme de chambre.

Nous devons aller au château. Je dois prévenir le comte.

J'aimerais le garder avec moi pour ma première nuit ici.

Lord Dorincourt ne l'attend pas ce soir. Nous irons demain.

J'ai peur de lui dire que nous vivrons séparés.

C'est la pire chose que j'ai eu à faire.

Dites au comte que je préfère refuser son argent.

J'ai assez d'argent pour vivre simplement.

J'accepte la maison pour être près de Ceddie.

Il sera très fâché. Il ne comprendra pas.

Je ne peux accepter l'argent d'un homme qui...

Ceddie mon chéri. J'ai quelque chose à te dire.

Mais je te demande de me croire, c'est mieux ainsi.

Demain, Mr Havisham t'emmènera voir ton grand-père.

J'habiterais ici et Mary prendra soin de moi.

Que nous ne serons pas ensemble comme l'avons toujours été?

Si tu ne comprends pas maintenant. Tu comprendras plus tard

C'est mieux que tu vives là-bas. Il y a une bonne raison pour ça.

Tu veux dire que tu veux m'éloigner de toi.

Tu es grand maintenant. Nous devons nous faire confiance.

Tu sais, ton grand-père t'aime et il veut que tu l'aimes.

Il veut que tu sois heureux et rendes d'autres gens heureux.

Mais chérie... Je ne peux pas être heureux sans toi.

Nous ne serons pas complètement séparés.

Je ne serais pas loin. Tu viendras me voir chaque jour.

Tu aimeras le château et tu auras des choses à me raconter.

Et moi aussi! Nous allons bien nous amuser!

Chacun de nous découvrira de nouvelles choses.

Et chaque soir à la nuit tombée, je mettrai une bougie à la fenêtre.

Il m'a dit d'expulser tous les fermiers qui ne paient pas.

- Content de vous revoir! - Moi aussi Monsieur.

Idiot amenez-moi ce que je vous ai demandé.

Oui. Ces deux dernières semaines ont été terribles.

Je suis entouré d'incompétents. Fermez la porte, imbécile!

Il jure et injurie les gens tous les jours.

C'est du porto de 1863, il préfère le 1851.

- Il ne l'a pas dit. - Apportez-lui l'autre bouteille.

Je ne peux pas nourrir tous les fainéants de cette paroisse.

- J'en ai assez de vos pauvres! - Mais mon seigneur...

Au revoir votre seigneurie. Bonjour Mr Havisham.

Lord Fauntleroy et sa mère son à Court's Lodge. Le voyage s'est bien passé.

Il est resté avec elle ce soir. Je vous l'amènerai demain.

Peu m'importe la mère! Parlez-moi de lui!

Il est difficile de juger un enfant de 9 ans.

Je ne connais guère les enfants, mais il m'a semblé bien.

Je n'en doute pas! Les américains sont grossiers et mal élevé.

Mais il a surtout vécu entouré d'adultes.

Moins j'entendrai parler d'elle, mieux se sera.

Elle préfère ne pas accepter la rente que vous lui offrez.

Peu m'importe qu'elle le dépense ou non!

Ainsi elle n'ira pas dire que je la laisse dans la pauvreté.

Non et j'ai d'ailleurs, un autre message.

Elle vous prie de veiller à ce que Lord Fauntleroy

n'apprenne jamais que vous le séparez d'elle

Il ne comprendrait pas et vous craindrait

ou en aurait moins d'affection pour vous.

Elle ne veut faire aucune ombre à votre...

Rien qui puisse le faire douter de votre "perfection"!

Il vous croit un grand-père débordant d'affection.

Il vous voit déjà comme un modèle de générosité.

L'impression qu'il aura de vous dépend entièrement de vous.

Puis-je suggérer que vous réussirez mieux avec lui

si vous ne dites pas de choses blessantes sur sa mère.

- Il n'a que 9 ans. - Il a toujours vécu avec sa mère.

Voici Lord Fauntleroy. Mme Mellon, la gouvernante.

C'est vous qui avez envoyé le chat? Merci mille fois!

- Où est sa seigneurie? - Dans la bibliothèque.

J'espère que vous allez bien. Je suis heureux de vous voir.

Je me demandais si vous ressembleriez à mon père.

Oh! Non! On aime toujours son grand-père.

on admire toujours les gens de sa famille.

Tout garçon aime son grand-père. Surtout s'il est si bon.

Merci mille fois encore pour Brigitte, la marchande de pommes et Dick.

- Brigitte, Dick, la marchande? - Des amis très chers.

Ceux pour qui vous m'avez donné de l'argent.

Oui et j'ai donné à Mr Hobbs une montre en or et une pipe.

C'était notre épicier. Marchand de légume aussi.

Il connaît la déclaration d'indépendance par coeur.

Vous n'aimez peut-être pas que l'on parle de cela.

Vous êtes anglais. Votre père était anglais.

Étant né en Amérique, je suis forcément américain.

Mr Hobbs dit qu'en cas de guerre, je devrais être avec les américains.

Mais je lui ai promis que j'essaierai d'empêcher ça.

Puis-je vous aider? Appuyez-vous sur moi.

Mr Hobbs s'appuyait sur moi quand il a eu le pied blessé.

Je suis très fort. J'ai 9 ans vous savez.

Appuyez-vous sur moi et sur votre canne.

Appuyez-vous sur moi. Je marcherai lentement.

N'ayez pas peur de bien vous appuyer. Ça ira.

Pour avoir combattu contre l'Espagne et l'Autriche.

Il était très fort. Il pouvait tordre une barre de fer.

Avez-vous essayé les bains à la moutarde pour votre pied?

- L'arnica est très bon aussi. - Merci. J'essaierai.

Il fait chaud, n'est-ce pas? Comme toujours en été.

Un cadeau de Dick. N'est-ce pas très joli?

Il est cireur. Il vous plairait, il est vraiment droit.

Il ne triche pas et ne frappe pas les plus petits que lui.

Vous ne portez pas toujours votre couronne?

Mais que vous deviez parfois l'enlever pour mettre un chapeau.

Eh bien! Il m'arrive parfois de l'enlever.

Vous devez être fier de votre maison. Elle est si belle!

Mais elle est très grande pour juste 2 personnes.

Si ces 2 personnes ne s'entendaient pas bien. Elles se sentiraient seules.

Croyez-vous que nous nous entendrons bien?

Oui, je le crois. Vous serez presqu'aussi intéressant que Mr Hobbs.

Je crois que je vais me lever et faire quelques pas.

Vous voyez... c'est la première fois que je quitte la maison.

quand on doit dormir dans la maison de quelqu'un d'autre.

Et je peux regarder le portrait qu'elle m'a donné.

On appuie sur le ressort. Ça s'ouvre. Et elle apparaît.

Mr Hobbs et les autres étaient mes amis.

Mon père m'a chargé de prendre soin d'elle.

Je travaillerai pour gagner de l'argent pour elle.

Nous vous enverrons à la chambre des Lords.

Si je ne peux pas être président et que ça rapporte, pourquoi pas!

Mais tous les comtes de Dorincourt y vont.

- Sa seigneurie est-elle là? - Dans la bibliothèque.

- Et comme je ne l'ai jamais vu! - Puis-je y aller?

J'ai les muscles un peu raides mais je ferai de mon mieux!

Fauntleroy, voici Mr Mordaunt. Le recteur de la paroisse.

- Enchanté! - Moi de même, Lord Fauntleroy.

Newick l'a menacé d'expulsion s'il ne payait pas le loyer.

Un mauvais locataire, il paie toujours en retard.

Si on lui enlève sa ferme, ils mourront de faim.

C'est vrai que nous avons un philanthrope parmi nous!

Si j'étais riche, je le laisserai rester.

Non, vous êtes Lord. Vous devez apprendre à agir en conséquence.

Allez au bureau et écrivez l'ordre de Newick.

Qu'on laisse Higgins tranquille pour l'instant.

laissez Mr Higgins trankille pour l'instent

vautre obligé. Respectueusement. Fauntleroy.

Mr Hobbs signait toujours ainsi. Et j'ai préféré ajouter "S'il vous plaît".

Est-ce bien ainsi que l'on écrit "tranquille"?

Pas exactement si l'on s'en tient au dictionnaire, mais...

Que vous êtes l'homme le plus gentil que je connaisse.

Et que vous ne pensez qu'au bonheur des autres.

Et qu'en grandissant, j'espère devenir comme vous.

De bonnes nouvelles. Merci votre seigneurie.

Puis-je aller voir Chérie? Elle doit m'attendre.

Il y a une surprise pour vous à l'étable.

Si vous permettez... Je vous suis très reconnaissant

- Un poney! À qui appartient-il? - À vous.

Je n'aurais jamais cru que j'en aurais un.

Bien sûr que si! Je peux à peine attendre.

Mais je crains de ne pas avoir le temps.

Ne pouvez-vous pas aller voir votre mère demain?

Elle a pensé à moi toute la matinée et moi, à elle.

Voici votre canne. Appuyez-vous sur moi pour descendre.

Elle m'excusera. Dites-lui que même votre poney n'a pas pu vous retenir!

Elle sera déçue. Elle tient tellement à vous voir.

La cuisinière a dit qu'elle n'avait jamais travaillé

pour quelqu'un d'aussi gentil que Mme Errol.

C'est le petit gentleman lui-même qui l'a écrite.

- Voici sa mère! - Une jolie petite dame!

Le comte qui vient à la messe! C'est nouveau ça!

- Regardez le petit Lord! - Le capitaine tout craché!

- Ils sont heureux de vous voir! - Le chapeau, ils vous saluent!

Dieu bénisse votre seigneurie et vous donne longue vie!

Ci-gît le corps de Gregorye Arthure Premier comte de Dorincourt.

Ainsi que celui d'Allsone Hildecarde son épouse.

Quelques-uns de vos ancêtres. Qui vivaient il y a plusieurs siècles!

Oui. Le jeune Lord a eu la bonté d'intercéder en ma faveur.

Je n'ai fait qu'écrire la lettre que mon grand-père m'a dictée.

Oui votre seigneurie. Surtout depuis qu'elle n'a plus de soucis.

Mon grand-père était désolé pour la scarlatine de vos enfants.

Vous voyez, vous vous trompiez sur mon compte.

Si vous voulez mieux connaître ma vraie nature adressez-vous à lui.

- Elle ne vous manque pas? - Je ne la connais pas.

Vous la voyez tous les jours, n'est-ce pas suffisant?

Avant, nous étions toujours ensemble. On pouvait tout se raconter.

Je ne pourrais pas vous oubliez non plus.

Si je ne vivais pas avec vous je penserais d'autant plus à vous.

Cher Mr Hobbs, je dois vous parler de mon grand-père.

Ce n'est pas vrai que les comptes sont des tirants.

Il est si bon qu'il me fait penser à vous.

moi, je connais les comtes depuis toujours.

Ca ne me plaît pas que ce comte le fasse penser à moi.

T'as raison! Ces aristocrates trompent tout le monde.

Ils vous embobinent d'un seul coup d'oeil.

- Pour servir leurs intérêts! - Dommage qu'ils en fassent un comte.

Vous vous y connaissez en comtes et en châteaux?

Pas trop. Je sais juste qu'ils sont hautains et avares.

Quelle chouette lettre... C'est comme s'il était là!

Enfin presque! C'était un gosse épatant.

J'suis sûr que vous aimeriez qu'il revienne. Moi, oui.

- T'habite où? - Je loue une chambre avec 2 gars.

Ils se saoulent et se battent mais c'est pas cher.

Un gars comme toi ne devrait pas habiter là-bas.

Écoute... J'ai un beau grenier au-dessus de mon étable.

Pourquoi ne t'y installerais-tu pas? Ça ne te coûtera rien.

C'est pas un comte que vous êtes, c'est un prince!

Je me demande s'il a l'accent américain!

Je crois qu'on préfère la laisser dans l'ombre.

- C'est donc lui? - Oui, Constance, c'est lui.

Voici votre grand-tante, Lady Lorridaile.

- Vous ressemblez à votre père. - Je l'aimais plus que tout au monde.

- Vous connaissiez mon père? - Bien sûr!

Vous devez rencontrer chérie. Elle aimera vous parler de lui.

Je suis le seul à qui elle peut en parler.

Voici votre grand-oncle, Harry Lorridaile.

Je dois avouer, que... Comme vous le constaterez vous-même,

Il me mènera bientôt par le bout du nez!

Nous avons des petits chiots, vous pourrez choisir.

Il m'aime beaucoup et je voudrais pas lui faire de peine.

Lui faire de la peine... Elle est bien bonne!

Voici Mlle Herbert. Soyez ami avec elle.

Il serre très bien la main. Serre-lui la main, Dougal!

C'est mon ami, j'aime me faire des amis, pas vous?

Oh si! Puis-je être votre amie... Et celle de Dougal?

Et c'est la première fois qu'il s'enquiert de ma santé.

- Vous êtes en retard. - J'ai appris une nouvelle étonnante!

Je préférerais vous en parler plus tard.

- Vous aimez la musique? - Oui, quand vous chantez.

Lord Fauntleroy, pourquoi me regardez-vous ainsi?

Profitez de votre jeunesse, après vous n'oserez plus le dire.

- Ne la trouvez-vous pas belle? - Ca ne se dit pas!

Lord Fauntleroy peut dire ce qu'il pense. Lui, pense ce qu'il dit.

Vous êtes la plus belle femme que j'ai jamais vue, à part chérie.

Je lui dirai combien vous êtes gentille.

C'est ma première grande soirée et je me suis tellement amusé!

Qu'y a-t-il donc? Ce doit être grave à en juger par votre conduite.

La pire des nouvelles... Je suis fâché d'en être le porteur.

Pourquoi le regardez-vous comme un oiseau de mauvaise augure!

Ce n'est pas Lord Fauntleroy qui dort ici.

Le vrai Lord Fauntleroy est le fils de votre fils Bevis.

Si c'en est un, il ressemble douloureusement à la vérité!

Une femme est venue me voir Et m'a dit avoir épousé votre fils

Elle m'a montré le certificat de mariage.

Elle a eu un fils de Bevis, qu'elle a emmené en Amérique.

Hélas! Non. J'ai vu le certificat de naissance.

C'est une femme ignorante mais elle a consulté un avocat

qui lui conseille de faire valoir les droits de son fils.

Impossible. L'enfant de votre fils aîné ne peut être déshérité.

Elle est inculte et visiblement intéressé.

Et moi... Qui trouvais à redire à sa mère!

Si on m'avait dit que je m'attacherais à un enfant.

Et aussi étonnant que cela puisse paraître,

Je ne suis pas aimé. Je ne l'ai jamais été.

Tu aurais occupé ma place mieux que je ne l'ai fait.

C'est sans doute la punition de Molyneux.

Cet enfant est le premier être humain qu'il ait aimé.

Mènera-t-il l'affaire devant le tribunal?

J'aurais aimé avoir un garçon comme Ceddie!

Si le petit lord perd son titre, le village perd son meilleur ami.

Le comte va devenir fou! Il était si fier de son gamin.

C'est à peine croyable comme il a changé!

Et la nouvelle n'est pas une dame. C'est une effrontée!

Une fille insolente aux yeux tout noirs!

Où est celle qui se fait appeler Lady Fauntleroy!

Ne prenez pas cet air, c'est bien votre petit-fils!

Nous pouvons prouver sa naissance. C'est le fils de feu Lord Fauntleroy.

Permettez-moi de me présenter : Joshua Snade. À votre service!

J'ai déjà eu le plaisir de rencontrer Mr Havisham.

Lady Fauntleroy m'a remis tous ses papiers.

Ils prouveront sa bonne foi au tribunal, si besoin est.

Mais puis-je suggérer que nous trouvions un arrangement.

Il me traite comme une roulure. Moi, sa belle-fille!

Votre fils Bevis m'a bien épousée. Parlez d'un escroc!

Vous n'êtes pas populaire ici! J'en ai entendu sur votre sale fierté!

À moins que vous consentiez à traiter avec votre famille!

Rien ne m'arrêtera. J'irai devant les tribunaux!

Le monde saura qui vous êtes! Vous et votre fils Bevis...

M'abandonnant avec un bébé sur les bras!

Et vous nous regardez comme de la racaille!

Si c'est prouvé la loi sera de votre côté.

Dans ce cas, votre fils sera Lord Fauntleroy.

Je vous préviens... Tout sera vérifié en détail!

Mais je ne veux voir ni vous ni votre fils. Tant que je vivrai!

Après ma mort vous ferez, hélas, comme il vous plaira!

Vous êtes exactement le genre de personne

C'est ainsi que je vois les choses, Stanford?

Cette femme et cet enfant n'en sont pas digne!

Devant le tribunal, il n'y a qu'une solution?

J'en ai peur. Tout est contre nous. En allant devant le tribunal,

vous aurez les frais et la notoriété pour un seul résultat possible.

Peut-être pourriez-vous tirer quelque chose de ce garçon?

- L'enfant vous ressemble. - On le dit souvent.

- Je vous en prie, asseyez-vous. - Merci.

J'ai eu l'avis des meilleurs hommes de loi.

Peut-être l'aime-t-elle autant que j'aime Ceddie.

Son fils est Lord Fauntleroy. Pas le mien.

Vous préférez peut-être que Ceddie ne soit pas comte?

Etre comte de Dorincourt est une bonne chose, je le sais.

Mais je veux surtout que Ceddie soit comme son père :

Je n'ai pas le plaisir de connaître son grand-père.

M'aimerait-il s'il savait pourquoi je ne veux pas vous recevoir?

Non, c'est pourquoi... Je ne voulais pas qu'il le sache.

Je suis vieux, j'étais fatigué de la vie.

Asseyez-vous. Tous ces soucis ont dû vous fatiguer.

Et vous aurez besoin de toute vos forces.

C'est peut-être parce que je suis malheureux, que je suis venu.

Après avoir vu cette femme répugnante qui...

C'était un soulagement de venir vers vous.

Je sais que je me suis mal conduit envers vous.

Je suis venu vers vous car l'enfant vous aime.

Quoi qu'il arrive, je prendrai soin de lui.

Maintenant et pour l'avenir. Pour toujours!

Sera votre petit-fils comme moi je l'étais?

Ce vaurien n'entrera pas ici. J'y veillerai!

Puis-je rester votre petit-fils même si je ne suis pas comte.

Oui, vous serez mon enfant tant que je vivrai.

Je pense parfois que vous êtes le seul enfant que j'aie eu.

Alors, peu m'importe d'être comte ou pas!

Je pensais que celui qui allait devenir comte

Je vous donnerai toujours tout ce que je pourrai.

Le vieux comte s'est retiré dans son château.

pour le faux prétendant Cedric Errol de Brooklyn.

C'est bien les comtes, ça! Le priver de ses droits.

Il pourra toujours venir travailler avec moi!

j'ai toujours pensé qu'il s'installerait avec moi, un jour.

La nouvelle Lady Fauntleroy était actrice autrefois.

Elle s'est produite à New York et à Londres.

C'est pas une aristo, je la connais! C'est Minna, la femme de Ben.

Elle n'a pas eu d'autre enfant que celui de Ben.

- Celui pour qui il est allé à Chicago? - Oui.

- J'en sais rien. - Il faut faire quelque chose!

- Je connais le conseiller municipal! - Vraiment?

Ces comtes! Ils nous détestent depuis la révolution.

- Avec personne à qui parler! - Merci! C'était pas pour vous.

- Les affaires sont les affaires! - J'en suis malade!

Ce vieux diable de comte serait bien trop content!

Ca ne vous regarde pas! Surveillez-vous ou je vous renvoie!

Je le répète. Je ne vous le conseille pas, Minna.

Oh Ben! Tu sais bien... Tu as dû apprendre...

Il est mort en 3 jours! Ca m'a brisé le coeur.

- Je ne savais pas où t'écrire. - Si c'est vrai,

- qui est l'enfant avec qui tu es? - Ca ne te regarde pas!

Sales espions! Vous êtes venus me faire du tort.

- Je vous jure... - J'en ai assez, Havisham!

Le comte de Dorincourt a le plaisir d'inviter

Mr Silas Hobbs le 11 mai à 20h au château de Dorincourt.

À l'occasion de l'anniversaire de son petit-fils

Est-ce une sorte de musée, votre seigneurie?

Pas exactement... Ce sont les portraits de mes ancêtres.

Tout ça, c'est vos ancêtres? Mince, alors!

Ca en fait du monde! Ils sont tous nobles?

Ce sont tous des membres distingués de la famille.

Vous savez... J'avais une mauvaise opinion de l'aristocratie.

Mais j'ai changé. Je vous trouve très bien pour un comte!

Ils étaient tous comte et Ceddie le sera aussi!

Vous savez... J'aimerais bien en être un!

J'apprécie particulièrement cet anniversaire

Mon grand-père veut que vous soyez tous heureux.

Je crois que ce sera tout car... je ne suis pas doué pour les discours.

Mais je vous suis très obligés d'être venus.

Bien parlé, mon garçon! Il est pas chouette?

J'parie que vous en ferez un roi, un jour!

Il parle mieux que le conseiller municipal!

Chérie, je voulais tellement que tu sois ici!

- Êtes-vous sûr? - Nous vous avons toujours aimé.

Mr Hobbs. Quel plaisir de vous voir ici!

L'Amérique est bonne pour ceux qui sont jeunes.

Mais elle a un défaut : On n'y trouve pas d'ancêtres!

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I never saw a man meet death with finer courage.

but we have no one left now but each other.

Ceddie was not old enough to know of anything else to do,

and was more of a comfort to her than he understood.

Ach, the darlin'! To think of him getting the like of that for his birthday.

Sure he'll be the happiest boy in all Brooklyn till he falls off of it!

Mary's brother, Michael, has made it for me and Mary's given me this book.

It's "The Adventures of Robin Hood and His Merry Men".

Back varlets! Touch Maid Marian at your peril. However many you be, I defy you all!

See, Dearest, you're Maid Marian, and I'm Robin Hood.

They crowd around you. I'll never leave your side however many there are!

Oh! - Now, Dearest, you cry out: "Help me, Robin Hood!"

Down with you, varlets! Now I'm... - Oh!

Of all events in my life this is the most magnificent!

Do you really like it, darling? It's what you wanted? - It's exactly what I wanted!

I do hope it is! Only you will be careful, won't you and not let it run away with you?

I suppose I'm about the safest bicycle rider in the whole Brooklyn!

Can I ride it now, Dearest? Can I go now? - Go!

I can't wait one minute. Mr. Hobbs has to see it and Dick.

Can I go now, Dearest, at once? - Yes, dear, only do be careful.

Do be careful of the streetcars if you get out the sidewalk.

Oh, I will! - Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

I'll be careful, I'll be careful, I'll be careful.

Good morning, Mrs. McGillycuddy. - Good morning, Ceddie, a very good morning.

How are your bones today, Mrs. McGillycuddy?

Oh, none too good after the rainstorm yesterday.

Oh, they ached last night somethin' cruel.

Ties me up in knots the rain does. - Does it? How very peculiar.

But, ah, it's a fine day to go bicycle riding.

Oh, I suppose so, for them that has bicycles and can ride them.

I suppose everybody who has a new bicycle will take it out and ride it today.

Glory be the goodness! And whose bicycle might that be? - It's mine!

It's my birthday present from Dearest. - Oh, it's a daisy, shure.

Fine enough for the president to ride. - And it has all the latest improvements.

Oh! Sorta sounds like the bells of St. Patrick!

Shure it's the luckiest boy in the world ya are.

I nearly forgot. Please choose my apple now, Mrs. McGillicuddy.

But would you mind keeping it for me until I get back? -Sure.

Oh, there he goes oh, there he goes All dressed up in his purty clothes

The way ain' near away'n it be That's as tough as it's going to be

Hey, where'd ya get de ice wagon? - I'd like to get by, please.

Give us a little ride, will ya, bub? - I'm sorry, no.

Aw, scared I'd get it dirty? - No, but I'd rather ride it myself.

Hey, English, when did ya get back from dear old London? - I'm not English.

I'm American. - Then where'd ya get that kinda gab?

My Father was English. - Oh, does yer mudder know you're out?

Don't you dare talk about my mother! - Mama's pet!

I think you'd better take your hand off that wheel. - Want to make anything out of it?

You don't dast, you sissy cat.?- Sissy cat! Sissy cat!

Wait a minute, Ceddie! Don't let them bluff you! I'll be right there.

Hit him with the right! Poke him in the kisser!

Here, ye young devils! Git outta here! Git out! Git out!

Aw, why couldn't that copper leave us alone? - We had 'em licked!

Thanks terribly for coming to my rescue, Dick.

That makes us even for me givin' ya de mumps, hunh?

Dearest gave it to me. Isn't it magnificent? - It's a lalapalooza!

I want you to be the very first person to ride on it. - Aw, t'anks.

Thank you very much for your assistance, Mr. O'Brien. - It's a pleasure, Ceddie, me lad.

Course, I think we might have won anyway.

Sure, and don't I know it! But I had to keep ya from committin' murder.

I tell you what, Dick. I'll just go once around the block and then you can ride it

Make it later, 'cause I gotta see me brudder Ben off. He's goin' out West.

Oh, that would be splendid! Riding mustangs and shooting bears!

Well, come on down to Mr. Hobbs' store as quickly as you can.

What do you say to a little birthday party? Ginger pop and cookies, and some candy?

That would be perfect Mr. Hobbs! Only... - Only?

Well, oh, Dick's coming very soon and I was thinking, oh, if we could wait.

I guess there'll be enough to go around.

There's a lump coming, I think, quite a big one!

Ah! That's the way they go on now. British aristocracy!

I've got no use for 'em - earls and marquises goin' around as if they was

lords of creation, wearin' their coronets.

Did you ever know any marquises, Mr. Hobbs, or earls? - No, I should say not.

I'd just like to catch one of 'em inside here, that's all!

I'll have no graspin' tyrant sittin' around on my cracker barrels!

Perhaps they wouldn't be earls if they knew any better.

Oh, wouldn't they though! They just glory in it! It's in 'em.

Here you are, Dick. Just in time for Ceddie's birthday feast.

Here's to your health, Ceddie. Many happy birthdays!

Come on home, darlin'. The mistress is wanting ya.

Oh, glory be! Would you look at your face!

I'm very sorry, Mr. Hobbs, but I shan't be able to stay for the feast.

Is anything wrong with the Dearest? - Not at all. Sure, there's nothin' the matter.

What's happened, Mary? - Now, don't be askin' me any questions.

But there's the queer, strange things happenin' to us.

If you'll forgive me, Mrs. Errol, you must not disregard the great position

to which your son has fallen heir through the death of his uncle, your late husband's brother.

But what it amounts to, Mr. Havisham, is that you want to take my boy away.

Mrs. Errol, you must remember that I'm acting quite impersonally

and simply as the lawyer of the earl of Dorincourt.

and has refused to recognize his grandson until now.

I'm afraid I've been very stupid, Mrs. Errol. I should have told you.

My instructions are that you shall accompany Lord Fauntleroy to England. - Oh!

However, I must remind you that Lord Dorincourt is not very friendly towards you.

He's an old man and has always had very strong prejudices

against America and Americans and was bitterly opposed to his son's marriage.

He's fixed in his determination not to see you.

You will live at the lodge and a suitable income will be provided for you.

The only stipulation is that you make no attempt

to visit your son in the castle, nor even enter the Park Gates.

It's Michael! He's worse and we've no money we can't pay the rent.

- Now, Bridget, I've more important things to attend to!

I wonder what your husband's wishes would have been in this matter?

Yes, I knew Captain Errol well and liked him, as everybody did.

He was greatly attached to his old home. - Yes, I know.

He, above everyone, would have appreciated what this means to your son

Mr. Havisham, I must ask you to let me tell Ceddie about this in my own way

and in my very own time. He must never know his grandfather dislikes me.

If he did, it would make it harder for them to be friends.

Very well. Your son will thank you for this when he is a man.

I hope his grandfather will love Ceddie.

He has a very affectionate nature and he's always been loved.

This is Mr. Havisham, dear, whom your grandfather sent to see us,

How do you do, sir? - So this is little Lord Fauntleroy.

You see, dear, your grandfather has no more children now, and he's very lonely.

So he wants us to go and live with him in England.

Because he's an earl and you're his heir, you will have a new name - Lord Fauntleroy.

And someday you will be the earl of Dorincourt.

Oh, Dearest, do I have to be an earl? None of the boys are earls.

Can't I not be one? - I'm afraid it can't be helped, dear.

Just think, dear, soon we'll be starting for England.

Do we have to go to England, Dearest? I'd much rather not.

Anything else ma'am? - How much is your table butter?

13 cents a pound. - 13! The last I bought was 12,5 cents.

Must've been last month. It's 13 today. - Oh, indeed. Well, never mind the butter.

Heavens and earth, if the prices go any higher, we'll all starve to death!

Mr. Hobbs, do you remember what we were talking about yesterday morning?

It seems to me we was talkin' about England.

Oh, yes, we did touch 'em up a little. That's so.

You said you wouldn't have them sitting around your cracker barrels.

So I did and I meant it too! Just let them try it, that's all!

Mr. Hobbs, one is sitting on this barrel now.

I'm one or I'm going to be. I won't deceive you, Mr. Hobbs.

Mr. Havisham, he's a lawyer, came all the way from England to tell us about it.

I couldn't very easily remember it, so I wrote it down.

John Arthur Molyneux Errol, earl of Dorincourt.

That's his name, and he lives in a castle 'er two or three castles, I think.

All his sons have died now. That's why I shall be an earl. Now I'm Lord Fauntleroy.

Well, I'll be jiggered. One of us has got a sunstroke.

Oh, no, we haven't. We'll have to make the best of it, Mr. Hobbs.

What did you say your name was? - Cedric Errol Lord Fauntleroy.

Well... you always did talk more English than American.

Dearest says that Father would wish me to do it

but if I have to be an earl, I can try to be a good one.

and if there's ever to be another war with America, I shall try and stop it.

That's the worst of it. Perhaps I shan't see you for a long time.

I don't like to think about that, Mr. Hobbs.

I'm afraid, Mr. Havisham, our American food must seem very strange for you.

A little, ma'am. I find that muffins are biscuits, and biscuits are cookies

And after all, it's the company that makes the meal exquisite, not the food.

When you're an earl, you'll give splendid dinners in one of the most beautiful castles

Do you know, I'm not sure I know exactly what an earl is?

If anybody's going to be one, he ought to know, don't you?

Well, someone is made an earl generally because he's done some service

to his sovereign or some great deed. - Oh, that's like the president!

Oh, is it? Is that why your presidents are elected?

Yes, sir, When a man's very good and knows a great deal, he's elected president.

And they have torchlight processions, and bands, and everybody makes speeches.

I used to think I might like to be president but never thought of being an earl.

No, being an earl is rather different from being a president.

An earl is generally of very ancient lineage.

Oh, that's like the apple woman. She's a hundred, I should think.

She's of such ancient lineage, it'd surprise you how she can stand up.

You feel sorry for anyone who's so poor and has such ancient lineage.

She says hers has gone into her bones and rain makes it worse. - Ha, ha, ha.

When I said ancient lineage, I didn't mean old age.

The first earl of Dorincourt was created an earl hundreds of years ago.

Well, that was a long time ago, wasn't it Dearest? - Yes, dear.

Many earls have been very brave men and have fought in great battles.

My father was a soldier and a very brave man as brave as George Washington.

I'm glad earls are brave. That's a great 'vantage.

Would you excuse me a moment, please? There's someone I must see. - Oh, certainly.

There's, um, there's another advantage of being an earl.

Some of them have a great deal of money.

That's a good thing to have. I wish I had a great deal of money. - Do you? Why?

There's so many things a person can do with money.

If I were rich, I'd buy the apple woman a tent to put her stall in

and a stove. I'd give her a shawl, because then her bones wouldn't feel so badly.

What else would you do if you were rich?

I'd buy Dearest all sorts of beautiful things. - Dearest?

I call Mother, "Dearest" because Father did.

Then there's Dick. - And who's Dick? - Dick's a bootblack.

I'd buy him some new cloths, some brushes and a new sign - and start him out fair.

He says that's all he wants is to start out fair. - Hmm. Is there anything else?

Well, I think Mr. Hobbs would like a gold watch and chain.

But what would you get just for yourself, if you were rich?

Isn't there one particular thing you've dreaming of having? - Yes.

A pony... but I suppose that would be too much to even dream about.

She has six children and her husband is out of work.

He has inflammatory rheumatism and that's the kind of rheumatism that's dreadful.

Before I left Dorincourt castle, the earl said that if you expressed any wishes,

I was to gratify them and give you anything you desired.

If you have any desire to assist this poor woman,

I am sure your grandfather would wish it. - Can I have it now?

May I be excused, please, Dearest? - Yes, Ceddie. - Bridget!

Bridget, wait a minute! Here's some money!

My grandfather gave it to me! It's for you!

That's a great deal of money, Mr. Havisham. We've never had very much.

I'm just beginning to realize the great power Ceddie will have.

Such a child still... I'm a little afraid.

I think whom what I've seen of him that you have nothing to fear.

Oh, I hope not. He mustn't be spoilt by all these wonderful changes.

She cried! She said she was crying for joy.

It's more... more agreeable being an earl than I thought it was going to be.

In fact I'm almost quite glad I'm going to be one!

MRS. CEDRIC ERROL COURT LODGE ERLESBORO ENGLAND

We always liked that little house, didn't we, Dearest? - We always will like it.

I've come to say good-bye. I have to go to England to be a lord.

I shouldn't like your bones in my mind every time it rains. - Oh, ho!

Bless your dear little heart with all kindness to me, me bones is as quiet as anything.

Can I give you a kiss for luck? - Of course.

Here's an apple to eat on the boat. - Thank you very much.

As me late husband used to say, "This one's on the house."

Thank you again. Well, good-bye. - Good-bye, darlin'.

Chee, if trade gets any better, I'll be rollin' around in di'monds and poils!

I hope you have every sort of luck and happiness.

Thanks - same to you! An' I hope you t'ink about us sometime

when you're way over dere, as dey say, "on foreign surl".

I'll think about you all the time. I'll write to you. And you must write to me.

T'anks, mister, for the t'ings you're done for him.

He certainly deserves 'em. He's a game little kid.

It's a hankercheef. You can use it when you get among dem swells.

Would you mind very much not going in with me?

I think I'd better be alone. - Certainly. I quite understand.

That's just what I wanted for a long time.

There's something written on it - inside the case.

I told the man what to say. You read it.

From his oldest friend, Lord Fauntleroy, to Mr. Hobbs.

I don't want you to forget me. - Oh, I won't forget you.

Don't you go and forget me when you go over there amongst those British aristocracy.

I shouldn't forget you whoever I was among. I hope you'll come to see me.

Perhaps my grandfather will write and invite you.

You - you wouldn't mind him being an earl, would you?

I mean, uh... you wouldn't stay away just because he was one?

Is this Dorincourt Castle, Dearest? - No. This is Court Lodge where your...

There's Mary! We had a splendid time in London, Mary.

I'm so glad you came before us, Mary. We don't feel so strange,

Sure 'tis the great happiness I wish you ma'am, in your lovely, new home.

This is Mrs. Baines, the cook, ma'am, and that's Susan, the parlor maid.

I'm sure we'll do everything, ma'am, to make ye comfortable.

I must say good-bye. The carriage is waiting to take me to the castle.

I must tell the earl of your safe arrival. - He needn't go tonight?

I'd so like to have him with me my first night here.

No, I'm sure Lord Dorincourt won't expect his grandson tonight.

I dread so to tell him that we're not going to live together anymore.

I'm a coward, I know, putting it off so long, but

it's the most difficult, the most cruel thing I've ever had to do.

I wish you'd tell His Lordship that I'd rather not have the money.

You mean the income he wishes to settle on you?

I have little money of my own quite enough to live simply on.

I must accept the house, because that makes it possible for me to be near Ceddie.

He'll be very angry. He won't understand it at all.

He must understand that I can't accept money from a man who...

hates me so much that he's separating me from my boy. - I'll deliver your message.

I think it's beautiful here, don't you Dearest?

Ceddie, darlin', there's something I must tell you.

You're not going to understand it, I know,

but I want you to believe me as you always have when I tell you it's for the best.

Tomorrow, Mr. Havisham will take you to your grandfather

and you will live with him at the castle. I shall not go with you.

This pretty house will be my home, and Mary will be here to look after me.

we're not going to be together just as we've always been?

If there are some things you can't understand now, you'll understand them later.

It’s best for you to live there. There... there are good reasons why it tis.

You mean, you want me to go away from you? - Of course not, darling.

But now you're growing older and we must trust and help one another,

And you know, Ceddie, your grandfather loves you and wants you to love him.

He's so kind he... he wants you to be happy and to make other people happy.

But Dearest, I can't be happy without you.

But you won't be without me all the time.

I'm not far from the castle here and you'll run in and see me every day.

You'll love the castle and there'll always be something new and interesting to tell me.

And I'll have things to tell you! Oh, Ceddie, we'll have such good times together!

We'll be finding things out, both of us. We'll be explorers.

Yes. Like... like Mr. Stanley and Mr. Livingston.

And every night when it grows dark, I'll put a candle in the window

to guide you through the jungle, Mr. Stanley.

Ah, Newick. How's His Lordship? - He's in the rare mood!

He told me to evict all the tenants if they weren't paid up.

I dare say, that'll be a job to your liking.

Oh, sir. - Ah, Purvis, glad to see you again.

Fool! Idiot! Do what you're told, bring what's ordered!

These last few weeks have been the worst I've ever known, sir.

I'm surrounded by a lot of incompetent nincompoops! Shut the door, you blockhead!

I can't stand 'im no longer, Mr. Purvis.

He's too much for any man - cursin', swearin' and callin' people out

of other names like 'e does. It ain't just today, it's every day!

Thomas, you brought him the '63 port. He prefers the '51.

'Ow was I to know? He didn't say! - Fetch the other bottle!

W'at business has 'e got drinking' Port anyway in 'is condition!

I can't feed and house every lout in the parish and I won't!

You and your poor - I've had enough of 'em! - But, my lord...

I've said all I have to say, now, good night! - Good day, my lord... good day.

Well, Havisham. - My lord. - Come back, have you?

Put that cushion right for me, will you?

Lord Fauntleroy and his mother are at Court Lodge.

They bore the voyage excellently, and in good health.

Ah... what else? - His Lordship remains with his mother tonight.

I'll bring him to the castle tomorrow. - Well, go on! Tell me everything!

Never mind about the mother. What sort of a lad is he, I say?

It's rather difficult to judge the character of a child of nine.

I don't know much about the children, but I thought him rather a fine lad.

Apparently healthy, quite well grown. - Straight limbed? Well enough to look at?

Rather handsome, my lord - as boys go. - Ah.

I dare say you will find him a little different from most English children.

No doubt of that! American children are the most impudent and the worst brought up in the world.

I've heard that often enough. - I would hardly call it impudent.

The difference is, that he has lived more with older people than with children

and I should call it a mixture of maturity and childishness. - Exactly!

Beastly impudent bad manners - that what it tis!

I have a message to deliver from Mrs. Errol.

I want none of her messages! The less I hear, the better!

Ah, but this is rather an important one.

She prefers not to accept the income you propose to settle on her.

She says it's not necessary that as the relations between you are not...

My lord, you could hardly call her mercenary. She's asked for nothing!

Nah... all done for effect! She thinks she can wheedle me into seeing her.

Thinks I shall admire her spirit but I don't! Have the money sent to her.

She won't spend it. - I don't care whether she spends it! She shall have it sent to her.

She shan't tell people she's to live as a pauper because I'm doing nothing for her!

I suppose she's poisoning the boy's mind against me too.

No, I have another message that will prove she's not done that.

She asks you not to let Lord Fauntleroy hear anything that might lead him

to understand that you are separating him from her because of your prejudice against her.

That it might make him fear you in some measure, or at least,

cause him to feel less affection for you.

She wants there to be no shadow on your first meeting.

Come now, Havisham, come now! You don't mean that mother hasn't told him?

Not a word, my lord. Nothing has been said to the boy to give him the slightest doubt

He's prepared to believe you the most amiable and affectionate of grandparents.

In fact, he already regards you as a wonder of generosity.

I would suggest, my lord, that Fauntleroy's impressions of you

you will succeed better with him if you take care not to speak slightingly to him

Nevertheless, those nine years have been spent at his mother's side.

My lord. - How do you do? - Thank you, my lord.

Lord Fauntleroy, this is Mrs. Mellon, the housekeeper. - How do you do, ma'am?

I should know His Lordship anywhere, sir. He has the Captain's face and way.

Oh, was it you who sent the cat? I'm ever so obliged to you, ma'am.

Where is His Lordship? - In the library, sir.

Lord Fauntleroy is to be sent to him alone.

Are you the earl? I'm your grandson that Mr. Havisham brought. I'm Lord Fauntleroy.

You're glad to see me, are ya? - Yes, very.

I kept wondering what you would look like if you'd be like my father.

Oh, and am I? - Well, I don't think you are, very. - You're disappointed, I suppose.

Oh, no! Of course you would enjoy the way your grandfather looked,

even if he wasn't like your father. You know how it is yourself,

about admiring your relations. - Eh? I'm not sure that I do.

Any boy would love his grandfather, especially one who's been

as kind to him as you've been. - I've been kind to you, have I?

Yes. I'm ever so obliged to you about Bridget, and the apple woman, and Dick.

Bridget? Dick? Apple woman? - They were particular friends of mine.

The ones you gave me all that money for,

the money you told Mr. Havisham to give me if I wanted it.

The money you were to spend as you liked, eh? So, you spend it all on these people, did ya?

Yes, and I gave Mr. Hobbs a gold watch and chain, and a pipe.

I put some poetry in the watch. It was: "When this you see, remember me."

I'm going to miss Mr. Hobbs very much. - Who is Mr. Hobbs?

He was our grocer - fancy vegetables and groceries, you know. He's my closest friend.

Do you know, he can recite the Declaration of Independence right through.

I just remembered you might not like to hear about the Declaration of Independence.

I forgot you were an Englishman. - Hunh! You forgot!

You were English too, didn't ye? - Oh, no! I'm an American!

You are English! Your father was an Englishman. - I was born in America.

You have to be an American if you are born in America.

You don't... - I beg your pardon for contradicting you.

Mr. Hobbs says if there's ever to be another war, that I should have to be an American.

I promised him if there were another war, I should try to stop it.

Would you like me to help you? You can lean on me.

Once Mr. Hobbs hurt his foot with a potato barrel falling on it.

He used to lean on me. - Do you think you could do it?

I think I could. I'm very strong. I'm nine, you know.

Lean on your stick on one side and on me on the other. - Well... you may try it.

Don't be afraid of leaning on me. I'm all right.

D'you see that old fellow in red velvet? He was the tenth earl of Dorincourt.

King George I decorated him for services during the war with Spain and Austria.

He was tremendously strong, could bend a bar of iron between his hands.

You get your strength from him. - How... how very int'resting.

Did you ever try putting your foot in hot water and mustard? Mr. Hobbs used to.

Arnica is a good thing too, they tell me.

It's warm, isn't it? A person can't help getting warm in the summertime.

Great heavens! What's that? - It's a present from Dick. Isn't it beautiful?

Yes, I should think you would. It would be difficult to forget him.

Dick's a professional bootblack. You'd like him. He's so square.

Square? - Yes, he wouldn't cheat anyone or hit a boy under his size.

What's the matter? Don't you like your soup? - Oh, yes.

I was just wondering. - Wondering? Wondering what?

You don't wear your coronet all the time, then?

Mr. Hobbs said you wore it all the time.

After he thought it over, he said you must take it off sometimes to put your hat on.

You must be very proud of your house. I never saw anything so beautiful.

It's a very big house for just two people to live in, isn't it?

I was only thinking that if two people lived in it who were not good companions,

they might get a little lonely. - Do you think I shall make a good companion?

Yes, I think you will. I think you should be almost as interesting as Mr. Hobbs. - Oh.

Mr. Hobbs and I were very great friends. He was the best friend I had expect...

Fauntleroy, what are you thinking of? - I was thinking of Dearest.

I... I think I'd better get up and... and walk up and down.

You see, I... I never was away from my own house before.

It... it makes a person feel a strange feeling when he has to stay all night

in another person's castle, instead of his own house.

But... but Dearest is not very far away from me. She told me to remember that.

And, after all, you know, I'm nine, you know

and I can look at the picture she gave me.

Look! You press this spring and it opens and there she is!

I suppose you think you're very fond of her? - Yes, I do think so and it's true.

Mr. Hobbs and the others were my friends, but Dearest is my close friends.

My father left her to me to take care of.

And when I'm a man, I'm going to work and earn money for her.

Well, I did think of going into business with Mr. Hobbs

We'll send you to the House of Lords instead.

Well, if I couldn't be president and if that's a good business, I shouldn't mind.

Yes, so is the House of Lords, but it's the business

that every earl of Dorincourt goes into. - I shall have to talk to Dearest about it.

Where's His Lordship? - In his library, sir and such goings on

I've never heard in my life! - Do you think, it'll be all right?

Morning, Mordaunt. I've found a new employment, you see.

My muscles are a little stiff, my lord, but... I'll see what I can do.

Hah, pity about that! I'd forgotten about your age.

Fauntleroy, this is Mr. Mordaunt, rector of the parish.

I'm very glad to make your acquaintance, sir.

I'm delighted to make your acquaintance, Lord Fauntleroy.

Well, what is it this morning, Mordaunt? Who's in trouble now?

It's one of your tenants, my lord. Higgins of Edge Farm.

Newick has told him that if he doesn't pay the rent he must leave the place.

He's a bad tenant, always behind, Newick tells me.

He's devoted to his wife and children, and if the farm is taken from him,

they may literally starve. - That's like Michael!

If I were very rich, I should let him stay and give him things for his children.

Nonsense! You're Lord Fauntleroy. It's time you learned to deal with these situations.

You can write, can't ya? - Yes, but not very well.

Well, go over to the desk and write Newick his orders.

Higgins is not to be interfered with for the present.

Dear mr. Newik if you pleas mr. higins is not to be inturfeared with for the present

Higgins will find it entirely satisfactory.

Mr. Hobbs always signed his letters that way and I thought I’d better say "please."

Is that exactly the right way to spell "interfered?"

Well, it's not exactly the way it's spelled in the dictionary, but...

Yes, Higgins won't complain of the spelling.

I think you must be the best person in the whole world, don't you, Mr. Mordaunt?

I shall tell him I think you're the kindest man I ever heard of,

and that you're always thinking of other people and making them happy and...

and that I hope when I grow up I shall be just like you!

There you are, Mordaunt. Take that with you. - I will indeed. This is good news!

Thank you, my lord. - Oh, don't thank me, thank Fauntleroy.

May I go to see Dearest now? I think she'll be waiting for me.

There's something for you to see in the stables first. Ring the bell.

If you please, I'm very much obliged, but I think I'd better see it tomorrow.

She'll be expecting me all the time. - Ah, very well. We'll order the carriage.

You don't care to see what's in the stables? - Oh, I do! I do!

Oh, it doesn't matter, it's only a pony.

Oh, I never thought I'd have a pony! I never thought that!

Of course I want to see it! I want to see it so much I can hardly wait

You must see your mother this afternoon? You can't put it off till tomorrow?

Why, she's been thinking about me all the morning and I've been thinking about her.

Let me give you your stick. Lean on me when you get out. - I'm not going to get out.

Not... not to see Dearest? - Dearest will excuse me.

Tell her that even your new pony would keep you away.

She'll want to see you very much. - I am afraid not.

The carriage will call for you as we come back. Drive on, Jeffries.

It's a shame, parted from his own mother.

Cook at Court Lodge was telling Sarah she'd never worked for a sweeter lady

The letter was written by the little gentleman his own self.

Signed with his name too, "Fauntleroy," as large as life. - The little precious!

Ay, that's the mother. - A pretty young thing too.

It's His Lordship coming to services. That's a new notion.

An' look at the young lord. - He's captain Cedric all over again.

Take off your hat, Fauntleroy. They're bowing to you. - To me?

God bless, Your Lordship. Long life to ya.

[organ plays "Crown Him With Many Crowns"]

May I whisper? - What is it? - Who are they?

Some of your ancestors who lived a few hundred years ago. - Oh!

Well, Higgins? - Oh, is this Mr. Higgins?

Yes, I suppose he's come to look at his new landlord. - Yes, my lord.

I understand His young Lordship was kind enough to speak for me

and I thought I'd like to say a word of thanks.

I've got a great deal to thank Your Lordship for.

Oh, I only wrote the letter. It's my grandfather who did it.

You know how good he always is to people.

Is Mrs. Higgins well now? - Yes, Your Lordship.

The Missus is better since the trouble was took off her mind.

My grandfather was very sorry about your children having the scarlet fever.

You see, Higgins, you people have all been mistaken about me.

Lord Fauntleroy understands me. If you want a little reliable information

on the subject of my character, apply to him.

You miss your mother very much? - Yes, sir. I miss her all the time.

You don't miss her, do you? - I don't know her.

She told me not to ask any questions, and I won't.

Well, you see her almost every day, don't ye? Isn't that enough?

We used to see each other all the time and we could tell each other things

Well, don't you ever forget about her? - No, sir. Never.

If I didn't live with you I should think about you all the more.

I must tell you about my grandfather immediately.

It's all a mistake earls being tyrants. He's not the tyrant.

He has the gout in his foot and is a great suffer.

He is such a good earl. He reminds me of you. He is a universal favorite.

Think of that, now. He's known this earl only a little while, and we...

I don't know as I want him to be reminded of me by this earl.

They been usin' influence of him, I betcha. - You're right.

They got twisty ways, those aristocrats!

They'd wheedle their little finger around your heart as soon as look at you,

It's a pity they're makin' an eril outta him. - Yeah...

He would have been a shinin' light in grocery business, a shinin' light!

You know any particklars 'bout dat stuff like castles and erils?

No, not much, except they're haughty and mean.

Sure is a jim-dandy letter he wrote. Almost as good as seein' him only it ain't o' course.

Aw, he was a plumb-daisy of a kid. I betcha sometimes he wishes he was back here.

Me an' two udder fellas, we got a room in a lodgin' house.

The udder two get drunk and fightin' but it's cheap.

That's no sort of a place for a lad like you to be livin'.

Now, look here, I gotta clean, dry loft over my stable

and there's an old bed you can have. Why don't you come here and stay?

It won't cost you a cent. - Chee! D'ya mean dat, Mr. Hobbs?

Chee, Mr. Hobbs! Talking about erils - you ain't no eril - you're a prince!

I wonder whether he will have an American accent.

My dear, won't it be interesting if he has the Dorincourt eyebrows? - Ha, ha, ha!

When do we see the mother? - I believe she's supposed to be kept in the background.

Well, Molyneux, is this the boy? - Yes, Constantia, this is the boy.

Fauntleroy, this is your great-aunt, Lady Lorridale.

How do you do. Great-Aunt? - How d'ye do young man? You're like your father.

I loved him more than most people in this wicked world.

Did you know my father? - Know him? Of course I did.

Oh, then you must meet Dearest! She will enormously like to talk to you about him.

You see, I was the only one she could talk about him to, who knew him.

Yes, Fauntleroy, this is your great-uncle, Sir Harry Lorridale.

How do you do, sir? - Hear, you're fond of horses.

I'll confess to you, Constantia, that what you will probably see for yourself

there's a risk of my becoming rather an old fool about him. - Becoming?!

Ha, ha, ha! - By the way the mother, what does she think of you?

You must come over to Lorridale Park to see us.

There are some new cocker puppies in the kennel. You shall have your pick.

Oh, thank you very much, indeed, uncle, only, Dougal might be offended.

He's very fond of me and I really shouldn't like to hurt his feelings. - Ha, ha, ha.

Hurt his feelings! That's a good one! Did you hear that, Con?

This is Miss Herbert, Fauntleroy. I want you to be great friends with her.

How do you do? Have you met Dougal? He shakes hands beautifully.

He's a great friend of mine. I like making friends, don't you? - Yes, I do.

May I be your friend? And Dougal's? - Oh, yes, if you please!

How's your lumbago, Fortescue? Better, I hope? - Thanks. Much better.

I've known Dorincourt as well as anyone could know him for five and thirty years,

and that's the first time he's ever bothered to inquire about my health!

Well, Havisham, you're late. What's kept you?

I beg your pardon, my lord. I was detained by extraordinary news.

News? What... what news? - Not now, if you don't mind. Later, my lord, later.

While the drowsy world is dreaming, love

Or in watching the flight of bodies of light

He might happen to take thee for one, my dear

Do you like music? - Yes. I like it when you sing it.

Tell me, Lord Fauntleroy, why you look at me so? - I was thinking how beautiful you are.

Fauntleroy, make the most of your time. When you're older, you'll not have the courage to say that!

Nobody could help saying it. Don't you think, she's pretty too?

We're not allowed to say what we think. - Lord Fauntleroy shall say what he thinks.

I think you're prettier than anyone I ever saw, expect Dearest.

I think she's the prettiest person on the world. - I'm sure she is.

And I must tell her how kind you’ve been to me.

I never was at a party before, and I've enjoyed myself so much.

Good night, little Lord Fauntleroy. Sleep well.

Well, Havisham, what in the world's the matter?

Something serious must have happened to make you behave like this. What is it?

It's bad news, the very worst of news, my lord.

I'm sorry to have to be the bearer of it.

Why do you look at the boy so? You hang over him like a bird of ill omen.

My lord, I'll waste no words. My news has everything to do with him.

If we are to believe it, it's not Lord Fauntleroy who lies asleep before us,

The present Lord Fauntleroy is the son of your boy Bevis, and at this moment

is in a lodging house in London. - What do you mean? You're mad!

If it's a lie, it's painfully like the truth.

A woman came to my chambers this morning and told me that she married your son Bevis

in London 11 years ago. She showed me the marriage certificate.

The child was born shortly after Bevis deserted her and was taken by her to America.

The woman's obviously an imposter! It's a trumped-up fraud!

I'm afraid not, my lord. I saw the boy's birth certificate.

She is, I'm afraid, a very ignorant person

but she has consulted a lawyer who advises her, that her son is, of course,

She demands that his claim be immediately acknowledged.

I'll protest this to the last! I'll disown Bevis' boy!

I'll have nothing to do with him or his mother! - You can't disown him, my lord.

Nothing we can do can keep the eldest son's child from his inheritance.

The woman, you say is an ignorant vulgar person, eh?

She can hardly spell her own name. She is obviously uneducated and openly mercenary.

If anyone have ever told me that I could be fond of a child,

I always detested children - my own more than most.

But I'm fond of him, and oddly enough - he's fond of me.

You know, Havisham, I'm not popular. I never was

He never was afraid of me, always trusted me.

Yes, Havisham, he'd have filled my place better than I've filled it.

What a pity! The boy's thoroughbred if ever there was one.

I suppose you may say it's a judgment of Molyneux.

Will Molyneux take the case to the courts d'you think?

You go in with your best suit, buckles on your shoes

Bless my soul, Constantia, whoever would have dreamed that I'd felt sorry

I wouldn't have minded our having a boy like that, Harry.

Yes, bit of luck for us, old girl, if we had. - Yeah.

I'll tell you one thing - if his Little Lordship loses his title,

the village loses the best friend it has.

That's right. An' I'll tell you another thing - it'll drive the earl mad if this goes wrong for him.

He's been so proud of the boy, you hardly believe it

if you knew him for what he was before. - And the new one's no lady, that's sure.

'Ere's the earl comin' now with Mr. Havisham.

You've somebody here calling herself Lady Fauntleroy? I want to see her.

Come the ways, my lord. This way, my lord.

So that's the way you're gonna treat your grandson?

You needn't try to look so fierce about it - he's your grandson all right!

Ah, yes, me lord, we have proof of young gentleman's birth.

He is the son of the late Lord Fauntleroy.

Allow me to introduce myself. Joshua Snade at your service. My card.

I've already had the pleasure of making Mr. Havisham's acquaintance.

Lady Fauntleroy has placed all the evidence in my hands.

I can assure you, lord, it is sufficient to justify her case should it come into court.

But may I suggest that, uh, we come to an arrangement

and settle this matter amicably on a friendly basis...

Look at him starin' as though I was dirt! His own daughter-in-law!

Oh, your son Bevis married me, all right and a fine rotter he was!

But he was the father and I can prove it! - Lady Fauntleroy, please...

You may think you can fight me - a lot of good it'll do!

I've heard plenty about you and your dirty, snobbish pride!

Plenty of pride you'll have when I'm finished with you!

Unless you want to get reasonable with your own flesh and blood.

Lady Fauntleroy, I beg you... - Shut up!

I'll stop at nothing! I drag this case through every court.

I'll let the world know what you are - you and your precious son Bevis!

Deserting me and his own child - a babe in arms!

And you standin' and lookin' at me and my boy as if we was scum!

If that's proved to be true, the law's on your side.

In that case your son will be Lord Fauntleroy. and you will be provided for.

But I warn you - the matter will be sifted to the very bottom.

I'll only add that I want to see nothing of you or your boy as long as I live.

After my death, you can, unfortunately, do as you please.

Yes, you're exactly the kind of person that I should have expected my son Bevis to choose.

I'm afraid, Dorincourt, there can be no two opinions.

At least, that's how I see it. You agree, Semple?

Yes, I'm afraid we can see it no other way. - But it's... it's monstrous!

That woman... that boy are utterly unfit!

Alas, the law can take no cognizance of such things.

I sympathize, Dorincourt, more than I can say. - Sympathize! What's the use of that?

If we take it to the courts there can be only one result? - I'm afraid so.

The birth certificate, everything we have, point the same way.

If you take it to court, you'll have the expense and notoriety,

Perhaps the boy won't turn out so badly as you fear.

Perhaps you can do something with him. - That boy?

I have no other course but to accept your judgment.

Come, Havisham. - Thank you, my lord. - And you, Mr. Semple.

Mrs. Errol, I believe. - Yes, I'm Mrs. Errol.

I'm glad to think he's like his father too. - Yes, he is - like my son.

I've come to tell you that I've had the very best, the highest legal opinion.

But I'm sorry. This outrageous woman and her child...

Perhaps she cares for him as much as I care for Ceddie, my lord.

Her son is Lord Fauntleroy - mine's not.

Perhaps you would have preferred that Ceddie should not be the earl of Dorincourt.

It's a very magnificent thing to be the earl of Dorincourt, my lord. I know that.

But all I care about is that Ceddie should be what his father was -

Hmm, a striking contrast to what his grandfather is, eh?

I haven't had the pleasure of knowing his grandfather.

Would he, if you have told him why I didn't receive you at the castle?

No, honestly, I think not. That's why I didn't wish him to know.

Well... there are very few women who wouldn't have told him.

I'm an old man and I was tired of my life.

But he's given me something to live for.

More than that - more than that, I am proud of him!

he'd be taking my place as the head of the family.

Please, sit down. You've been so much troubled, you must be tired

Perhaps it's because I'm miserable, I've come to you.

But this wretched disgraceful business has changed all that.

And after seeing this repulsive woman who...

Well, I felt it would be a relief to come to you.

But I've come to you because the boy cares for you

Whatever happens, he shall be provided for.

Ceddie shall be taken care of now, and in the future.

May I come back again and talk this matter over?

You've heard bad news, haven't you? - Yes. The worst.

Then I'm not Lord Fauntleroy anymore, am I?

your boy now, won't he? Like I was? - No!

But he'll have to live in the castle if he's Lord Fauntleroy, won't he?

That common little brat shall never enter this place in my lifetime!

Then, I can still be your boy even if I'm not going to be the earl

Yes, you'll be my boy as long as I live.

And, by Jove, sometimes I think you're the only boy I've ever had!

Then, I don't care about the earl part at all.

I thought, you see, that the one that was going to be the earl had to be your boy

They shall never take anything from you that I can hold for you.

Come what may, you shall have all that I can give - all!

And Dearest? Will the house be taken away from her?

Good night, Grandfather. -. Good night, my boy.

...the aged earl remains secluded in his castle

and refuses to have any communication with the rightful heir.

We know dat stuff. Dey've been printing 'dat for de past week

The prospects do not look very bright for the false claimant, Cedric Errol of Brooklyn.

At last they've succeeded in robbin' him outta bein' a earl.

I thought you was ag'inst erils? - So I am!

Ain't it just like 'em - cheatin' the poor kid outta his rightful estates!

I know one thing. He done everyt'ing for me - he can always come back

an' have half of my shoe-shining business.

I'd always had it in my mind that Ceddie would come in with me someday.

He'd be a shining light in the grocery business.

The new Lady Fauntleroy was formerly an actress.

She is said to have played in New York and London. Continued in page 5.

She ain't no 'ristocrat! I know her as I know you! It's Minna, Ben's wife!

Your brother's? - Sure! - You mean it's some hocus-pocus?

She was married before - I never hoid of her havin' no other kid but Ben's.

Maybe she had another kid in England. - Maybe she did - maybe she didn't.

We'd oughta do somethin' about it. - You're dead right, we'd oughta!

But we gotta get the proper advice. - Chee, I wisht I knew Alderman Moiphy.

Ya do? - Yeah, come along, let's go right now!

Them earls! They've always had a spite against us Americans ever since the revolution!

What a place! What a hole! I'm sick to death of it!

Cooped up here week in and week out with nobody to talk to!

You're complimentary! - I wasn't meaning to be! - I'm grateful.

You're getting your money, aren't you? - Business is business, you know.

Business! I'm sick of business! I want some fun! - Why don't you go to London?

Nothing would please that old devil at the castle better than to see me clear out.

Well, I'll stay here... here in this rotten country pub if I...

You've lived in worse places, I've no doubt! - That's none of your business!

You keep a civil tongue or I'll hand you your walking papers! - I wouldn't.

What do you mean? - Just what I said. I wouldn't try anything like that, Minna.

Why, this is a pleasure, a real pleasure, I'm sure. Won't you take a...

You knew her? - Funny, if he didn't... seein' how he was my second husband.

Where is the child? - What child? - You know, our boy, Tom.

Oh, Ben, but you know... You must have heard...

Someone must have told you. - Told me what?

It was pneumonia. Only three days and he was gone. It broke my heart.

I meant to write. I didn't know where you were.

If that's true, who is this boy you've got with you?

That's none of your business, Ben Tipton!

Can I see him? - You can't! - Tell us why Mr. Tipton should not see your boy?

You're a dirty pair, comin' to spy on me! Tryin' to do me hurt!

I'll have the law on ya for houndin' me, you... you... you...

There's a little matter of a forged birth certificate. - But I swear to you!

Never mind, Havisham. I've had enough of this - too much!

The sooner you are out of this country, the better!

Come on, Havisham. - You'll be sorry - you will! It's prosecution, that's what it is - it's robbery!

The Earl of Dorincourt and Ceddie requests the pleasure of Mr. Silas Hobbs company

on the eleventh of May at 8 p.m. at Dorincourt Castle

of the occasion of the tenth birthday of his grandson Lord Fauntleroy.

This will be somewhat in the manner of a museum, my lord?

Not exactly a museum, Mr. Hobbs. They are portraits of my ancestors.

Your aunt's sisters!["ancestors"] All of them?

Well, I'll be jiggered! Your great-uncle, he must have had a family!

Ah, you mean that they were early distinguished members of the family.

Do you know, earl, I used to have a very poor opinion of your aristocracy,

but I've changed. Take you, for instance, you're a good sort, even if you are an earl!

A bit gay, wasn't he? - Yes, that's why I have the gout, Mr. Hobbs.

And they was all earls! And Ceddie's goin' to be one and own all this!

And he'll be worthy of it, Mr. Hobbs. - Sure he will.

Do you know, I wouldn't have minded bein' one myself! - Hmm!

It's such a lovely day. I always like having birthdays, but never one so much as this,

My grandfather wants everybody to be happy and comfortable

I think that's all, because I'm not very good of making speeches.

But I must say that I'm very much obliged to you for liking my birthday.

Ripping little nipper! - Ain't he a daisy?

I'll bet you boids elect him king some day!

I didn't know the little feller could talk so good.

He makes a better speech than Alderman Murphy - by Jove.

And I've another birthday present for you.

Another one, besides all the things this morning? - Yes, the best of them all.

Oh, Dearest, I was wanting you here! I was wanting you here so terribly much!

Fauntleroy, your mother has come to live in the castle.

To live with us, to live with us for always? - Are you sure you really want me?

We always wanted you, but we weren't exactly aware of it.

Well, Mr. Hobbs, it's so nice having you here with us.

I dread to think of you going back to America.

America's a good enough country for them that's young and stirrin',

but there's faults in it! There's not an aunt's sister among 'em, nor an earl!