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"Oh do, papa, take my place," exclaimed Fanny, "it will be much better fun for Norman, and you will show him how to play." Captain Vallery accordingly kicked the ball, and sent it flying high up into the air. Norman shouted with delight. "That's much better than Fanny can do," he exclaimed, as his papa sent the ball up several times. "What makes it fly up like that?"
Norman looked on wonderingly all the time. Then Captain Vallery fastened a piece of string round the neck of the bladder into which he had been blowing, and tightly laced up the leathern covering.
"I am afraid you both have been very naughty," said Mrs Vallery. "You know I never allow Norman to be beaten except by me," observed Captain Vallery. Mrs Leslie, who had more confidence in Fanny than her own parents had, said "Let us hear what provocation Norman gave, before we condemn her. What has occurred, my dear child?" "He buried Miss Lucy to hide her from me," sobbed Fanny.
Great as was Mrs Vallery's grief at parting from her child, she well knew, from her own experience, with what wise and loving care she would be brought up. Captain Vallery was of a French Protestant family, but having been partly educated in England, and having English relations, he had entered the British army.
Captain Vallery was unable to accompany them, being detained in London, but he expected shortly to follow. Fanny was delighted at the thought of visiting the Highlands, and seeing the beautiful lakes and streams, and mountains, she had heard so much of. "I don't care for those sort of things," observed Norman, as he heard their plans discussed at dinner.
Where did they all live?" "Some slept rolled up in their sheets on mats in the verandah in front of the bungalow, others in huts by themselves." "Had you no maid-servants?" asked Fanny. "Only one, called an ayah, who acted as my lady's maid, and took care of Norman, but had nothing else to do," answered Mrs Vallery.
"Take that for setting the dog at me," he exclaimed maliciously. Fanny stood hanging down her head as if she had been guilty, but really feeling ashamed of her brother's behaviour. "That was very naughty of you, Norman," said Mrs Vallery, holding back the young tyrant, who was endeavouring again to strike his sister.
"Fanny is very right when she expresses her sorrow, at hearing of deer being killed merely for sport, though if they were allowed to live in great numbers they would prevent other more useful animals from finding pasture." "I say it is very good fun, shooting animals of all sorts," exclaimed Norman. "You should not speak to your grandmamma in that tone," said Mrs Vallery.
As soon as she had done so she led him downstairs. To his grandmother's questions he made no reply, and she consequently guessed that something had gone wrong. When Fanny who had gone upstairs to dress, returned, Mrs Vallery inquired how Norman had managed to tumble into the mud. "I wish to have the whole account from you, Fanny, for his is not very clear," she observed.
Vallery; and he felt he could have braved the affair with perfect ease and indifference, but for the information conveyed by Dalton's letter, and the consequent dread of Zillah's appearing before him, perhaps at the very moment that the often-asserted, and sworn to, lie passed his lips.
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