you wish, young lady," he answered, and accompanied her and Norman
out of the cottage. They found Robby at the door, looking at the
carriage.

"Oh, you must get in," said Fanny, "and I will draw you. My brother can
walk very well some of the way."

"Thank you, young lady," said the old man; "if you will let Robby have a
ride, I will draw the carriage, and let him come a little way, but he
must go back, and look after the house, and it would be over far for him
to return, if he came with us to Glen Tulloch."

Norman looked very angry when Robby got into the carriage, and he
himself had to walk, but he dared not complain, as there was something
in the old man's manner which made him stand in awe of him.

After they had gone a short distance, his grandfather told Robby to run
back, and thanking Fanny, invited Norman to get in. The young gentleman
did so, but he did not use his stick, as he had done when Fanny was
dragging him.

They easily crossed the stream, and Fanny was surprised to find how soon
they reached the top of the hill near Glen Tulloch.

"Now, young lady, you can easily take the carriage home, so I will wish
you good-bye," said the old man; "I hope you will come soon again--it
does my heart good to see you." Fanny promised, if she was allowed,
soon again to pay him a visit, and wishing him good-bye, while he
strolled back over the moor, she dragged the carriage down the hill.
She met the laird setting out to look for her and Norman.

"Why, my bonny lassie, the ladies were afraid that you had wandered away
over the moor and lost yourselves, you have been so long away, and they
sent me off to try and find you."

Fanny, without blaming Norman, told him of their adventure in the
stream, and their meeting with the old man and his little grandson in
the lone hut on the moor.

"Ah, that was old Alec Morrison," observed the laird. "His is a sad
history, I will tell it you by-and-by, but come along home and satisfy
the ladies that you are not lost."

"I am very glad you have come back at last, Fanny, we were getting
anxious about you," said Mrs Vallery. "I must not allow you to make
excursions with Norman unless you can manage to come back with him in
good time."

"I will try and manage better another time, mamma," she said, looking up
after a minute's silence. "I should very much like to pay another visit
to the old man who was so kind to us, and to take something for his
little grandson. Poor