, and when the laird handed him the dish he
helped himself to several, and began to eat them up quickly, fearing
that they might be taken from him.

"My dear, you will make that child ill," observed Mrs Maclean,
addressing her husband from the other end of the table.

Norman looked round very indignantly at her, and helped himself again.

Mrs Maclean had from the first perceived that Norman was allowed to
have too much of his own way. He had discovered this, and was inclined
to consider her as his personal enemy. Not content with what he had
already obtained, as soon as he had emptied his plate, he helped himself
to another cake or two from the plate which the laird had left near him.
Mrs Maclean shook her head, and looked at Mrs Leslie.

"Norman, you really must not eat so much," said his grandmamma.

"I am not eating much," he answered in an angry tone, forgetting his
good resolutions. "You all have had dinner, and it's very hard that I
should be told I must not eat when I am hungry."

The laird, who was amused at the remark, laughed heartily. "You follow
the example of the renowned Captain Dalgetty, and lay in a store when
you have the opportunity."

"Captain Dalgetty was an old soldier of fortune, and never knew when he
might next find a meal, and Norman is a little boy, and is very sure to
have a sufficient breakfast to-morrow morning," observed Mrs Leslie,
"so pray Mr Maclean, do not let him have any more dessert."

"Mr Maclean is very kind, and you are all very ill-natured," exclaimed
Norman angrily.

"Then it is time we should leave the table and carry you along with us,
young gentleman," exclaimed Mrs Maclean, rising.

Norman was now thoroughly out of temper, and in contempt of his granny,
who sat opposite to him, he seized another cake, which he crammed into
his mouth. His grandmamma again shook her head at him, and then rising,
came round to take him from his chair.

"Wish Mr Maclean good-night, and go and kiss your papa," she said, "for
it is time for you to go to bed, I am sure."

Norman did not wish to leave the table as long as he could get anything
on it, and obstinately kept his seat.

Fanny felt very much vexed at seeing him behave in this way, and hurried
up to assist her granny, not supposing for a moment that he would still
refuse to go.

He held on to the table, and she had some difficulty in dragging him
away. Forgetting all her loving-kindness in the morning, as she
attempt