continued, turning to Mary, "we have both had one piece before, and
she half of mine to make her quiet; and then she cried again because
a piece was put by for you and Anne, and she cannot be contented now,
though Anne shares hers amongst us. If this is not being greedy, I do
not know what greedy means. It is no names, it is only saying what a
thing is."

"Now I know another thing," said Anne; "when mamma called me to
receive my piece of cake, she said, 'And you shall take a piece also
to Mary,' but when she unfolded the paper, there was only _one_
piece; mamma did not say anything, but I think she _thought_
something."

At this remark, Frances redoubled her crying, but, for the sake of a
share of the present feast, did not attempt to leave the party. No
more was said, and the feast was concluded in good humor by all
except the conscious greedy girl, and they then all went into the
garden together to finish their hour's recreation before they were
called again to their lessons.

There was a little plantation of young fir-trees at one corner of
the garden, intended to grow there for shelter from the north-west
wind: the grass was so high amongst them, that the gardener had
orders to go and carefully mow it down. He was engaged in the
business when the children ran out to see him work.

"Hush! hush!" he exclaimed, as they approached, "I have just cleared
a bough from the grass, and see what's there!"

All curiosity, they went forward on tip-toe, and were directed to