At last Fanny recovered herself.
“I will carry the cage to granny,” she said; “she will take care of it till we can return it to old Alec, for I could never bear to see another little bird in it.”
Fanny felt this at the moment, but, probably, she would in time have thought differently.
She took the cage to her grandmamma’s room.
Norman stood outside while she went in.
Mrs Leslie promised to do what she wished, and she then went and assisted Norman to dress. He made no resistance now, but let her wash his face and hands as thoroughly as she thought necessary; and he went and got his things and put them on himself, giving her as little trouble as possible.
Fanny was rapid in all her movements, and never dawdled over her toilet, so that she was quickly ready.
Norman on going into the hall met the laird, who had just come back from a long day’s fishing excursion, with a basketful of fine trout.
“Well, my laddie, I wish you had gone with me, for you would have seen some good sport,” he observed. “I was sorry that you did not keep to your promise.”
“I will behave properly another time,” answered Norman; “I know I was obstinate and naughty for not doing as you wished.”