"His mother always sat at table with us, and behaved beautifully, too.

Of course Spunk is little, and makes mistakes sometimes.

But he'll learn.

Oh, there's a chair right here," she added, as she spied Bertram's childhood's high-chair, which for long years had stood unused in the corner.

"I'll just squeeze it right in here," she finished gleefully, making room for the chair at her side.
When Bertram, a little red of face, but very grave, entered, the dining-room a moment later, he found the family seated with Spunk snugly placed between Billy and a plainly disgusted and dismayed brother, Cyril.