"An earl is—is a very important person," he began.
"So is a president!" put in Ceddie. "The torch-light processions are five miles long, and they shoot up rockets, and the band plays! Mr. Hobbs took me to see them."
"'I USED TO THINK I MIGHT PERHAPS BE A PRESIDENT, BUT I NEVER THOUGHT OF BEING AN EARL,' SAID CEDDIE."
"An earl," Mr. Havisham went on, feeling rather uncertain of his ground, "is frequently of very ancient lineage"
"What's that?" asked Ceddie.
"Of very old family—extremely old."
"Ah!" said Cedric, thrusting his hands deeper into his pockets. "I suppose that is the way with the apple-woman near the park. I dare say she is of ancient linlenage. She is so old it would surprise you how she can stand up. She's a hundred, I should think, and yet she is out there when it rains, even. I'm sorry for her, and so are the other boys. Billy Williams once had nearly a dollar, and I asked him to buy five cents' worth of apples from her every day until he had spent it all. That
