spoiled

“But think how small he is,” said the Black Panther, who would have spoiled Mowgli if he had had his own way.

Rachel, ponder as she might, could make nothing of it and her afternoon’s enjoyment was spoiled.

“Well now, I guess she ain’t been much spoiled,” he muttered, proudly.

Unfortunately an only son (for many years an only _child_), I was spoiled by my parents, who, though good themselves, (my father particularly, all that was benevolent and amiable,) allowed, encouraged, almost taught me to be selfish and overbearing, to care for none beyond my own family circle, to think meanly of all the rest of the world, to _wish_ at least to think meanly of their sense and worth compared with my own.