ng upstairs to see him.

Norman did not appear at all sensible that he had brought the accident
upon himself, and declared that it was all Fanny's fault, and that he
would not stop in bed.

Mrs Vallery at last yielded to his entreaties to be allowed to get up,
and obtaining some fresh clothes, led him down to dinner, after he had
promised that he would tell Mr Maclean he was sorry for having
disobeyed his orders. Norman did so, though not with a very good grace,
and he could not help feeling for the rest of the day that he was out of
favour with the laird.

Mrs Leslie did not allude to the subject, for she hoped that his mamma
had said all that was necessary, and Norman congratulated himself that
he had got off more cheaply altogether than he had expected.

Poor Fanny was the chief sufferer, for she longed to say how delighted
she was with the scenery, and yet she did not like, on account of her
brother, to mention the subject. Norman, however, tried to look as
unconcerned as possible, as if he had done nothing to be ashamed of.

Fanny, who wished very much to carry the presents to little Robby, and
to see the old sailor again, begged the next morning that she might take
Norman, as had been before arranged, with the little carriage.

"But I do not know if we can trust Norman," observed the laird; "he may
be scampering off by himself across the moor, and give you a great deal
of trouble to catch him."

"Oh! but I am sure Norman will behave well to-day," pleaded Fanny.
"Won't you, Norman? You will promise Mr Maclean that you will do as he
tells you."

"Of course I will," answered Norman. "Because I happen to do one day
what you don't like, you fancy that I must always do what you think
wrong."

"If you promise me that you will obey your sister, you shall have the
carriage, as I hope that I may trust to your word."

Norman promised that he would do whatever Fanny told him.

"Will you cut me a whip, Mr Maclean?" he added, "I cannot drive a
carriage without one."

"Pray let it be short then, the horse is not very far off, and a large
one may tickle its shoulders and ears more than it likes," said Fanny,
looking archly at Norman, showing that though she had forgiven him, she
had not forgotten the way he had treated her on their former excursion.

The laird cut a short thin wand which could not do much harm in the
hands of Norman, and kindly saw them off as before on the road.

The day was fine and bright,