on show who is master here!" and again he shouted and
bawled and waved his whip.

Poor Fanny who had never before seen a person in a passion, stood by
trembling at a little distance while Master Norman walked up and down
shouting out that he would whip any one who came in his way, and that
the ugly dog would soon learn what to expect if he dared to bark at him
again. Fanny entreated him to be quiet. "I am sure Trusty had no wish
to frighten you, Norman," she said, "if you will keep your whip quiet
and call to him he will come up wagging his tail and soon be friends
with you."

Norman, however, instead of doing as his sister advised, flourished his
whip more vehemently and shouted louder than ever, walking up and down
and trampling on the flowers which had been scattered on the ground.

In the meantime Susan had reached the drawing-room where Mrs Vallery
was reclining on the sofa to rest after the fatigue of her journey.

"Please marm," said Susan as she entered, "I am sorry to say that the
young gentleman is in such a tantrum that I do not know what to do with
him, and I am afraid he will make himself ill. He won't listen to his
sister or to me, but if you will just come and speak to him, perhaps he
will be quiet."

"If you will excuse me, mamma, I will go to the poor child," said Mrs
Vallery rising.

"Could you not let Susan bring him here? He of course will come if she
tells him that you have sent for him," observed Mrs Leslie.

"I am afraid that he might refuse," answered Mrs Vallery, "he is not
always as obedient as I could desire."

Mrs Vallery hurried out to Norman.

"My dear child, what is the matter?" she exclaimed, as she saw him still
flourishing his whip and looking very angry and red in the face.

"The hen flew at me, and the dog barked, and I threw the jar at their
heads, and Fanny has been scolding ever since, and I will not stand it,"
shouted Norman.

"Come in with me, my dear child," said Mrs Vallery soothingly. "I am
sure Fanny did not intend to scold you."

"Indeed, I did not, mamma," cried Fanny, running up and kissing Norman.
"Trusty barked only in play, and I am sure would not hurt him for the
world. You must make friends with Trusty, Norman, and he will then do
anything you tell him, and will never bark at you again."

At length Norman, becoming calmer, consented to accompany his mamma into
the house. Fanny ran upstairs and brought down one of the picture-books
with the pictu