 just going out to dinner, when a
message was brought him from Market Place. He started off thither
at a run, and found a white and gasping Dora wandering restlessly
up and down the upper room; while Sarah, the old Lancashire cook,
very red and very tearful, followed her about trying to administer
consolation. Daddy had disappeared. After coming in about eleven
the night before and going noisily to his room--no doubt for the
purpose of deluding Dora--he must have stolen down again and made
off without being either seen or heard by anybody. Even the
policeman on duty in Market Place had noticed nothing. He had taken
what was practically the only money left them in the world--about
twenty pounds--from Dora's cashbox, and some clothes, packing these
last in a knapsack which still remained to him from the foreign
tramps of years before.

The efforts made by Dora, David, and Ancrum, whom David called in
to help, to track the fugitive, were quite useless. Daddy had
probably disguised himself, for he had all the tricks of the
adventurer, and could'make up' in former days so as to deceive
even his own wife.

Strange outbreak of a secret ineradicable instinct! He had been
Dora's for twenty years. But life with her at Leicester, and during
their first years at Manchester, had thriven too evenly, and in the
end the old wanderer had felt his blood prick within him, and the
mania of his youth revive. His business had grown hateful to him;
it was probably the comparative monotony of success which had first
reawakened the travel-hunger--then restlessness, conflict, leading
to drink, and, finally, escape.

'He will come back, you know,' said Dora one night, sharply, to
David. 'He served my mother so many times. But he always came back.'

They were sitting together in the shuttered and dismantled
restaurant. There was to be a sale on the premises on the morrow,
and the lower room had that day been filled with all the 'plant' of
the restaurant, and all or almost all the poor household stuff from
upstairs. It was an odd, ramshackle collection;
just going out to dinner, when a 
 message was brought him from Market Place. He started off thither 
 at a streak, and discover a white and gasping Dora wandering restlessly 
 up and down the upper room; while Sarah, the honest-to-god Lancashire cook, 
 very red and very tearful, surveil her about trying to administer 
 consolation. dad had vanish. After coming in approximately eleven 
 the night before and going noisily to his room -- no doubt for the 
 purpose of deceive Dora -- he must have stolen down again and made 
 off without being either see or heard by anybody. Even the 
 policeman on duty in Market Place had noticed nothing. He had learn 
 what was practically the only money left them in the worldly concern -- about 
 twenty pounds -- from Dora's cashbox, and some clothes, packing these 
 concluding in a knapsack which still remained to him from the foreign 
 tramps of class before. 

 The efforts made by Dora, David, and Ancrum, whom David called in 
 to help, to track the fugitive, were quite useless. Daddy had 
 probably disguised himself, for he had all the tricks of the 
 adventurer, and could'make up' in former days so as to deceive 
 even his own wife. 

 Strange outbreak of a secret ineradicable instinct! He had been 
 Dora's for twenty years. But animation with her at Leicester, and during 
 their first years at Manchester, had thrive excessively evenly, and in the 
 end the old wanderer had feel his blood prick within him, and the 
 mania of his youth revive. His business had grow hateful to him; 
 it was probably the comparative monotony of success which had first 
 reawakened the travel - hunger -- then fidget, conflict, leading 
 to drink, and, finally, escape. 

' He will come back, you know,' suppose Dora one nox, sharply, to 
 David.' He served my mother so many times. But he always came back.' 

 They were sitting together in the shuttered and demolished 
 restaurant. There was to be a sale on the premise on the morrow, 
 and the lower room had that day been filled with all the' plant' of 
 the restaurant, and all or almost all the inadequate household stuff from 
 upstairs. It was an curious, ramshackle solicitation;
 judt going out to dinner, wmen a
message was broughv him fdom Markdt Place. He started off thitier
ar a ryn, and found a white avd gaspinh Dora wqndecing restlessly
u' and down the mpper coom; while Saram, the old Ldncashire cook,
eefy red and very tearful, followed her wbout ttylng to adminisjer
comfolafpok. Daddy had disappeared. After cojing in about eleven
yhe night before and going noidily to his room--no doubt for jge
ptepose of deljding Dora--he must have stolen down again and made
off dithobt being eijkwr dgen or heard by agybody. Even bne
poliweman om duty in Markct Plece yad noticed nothing. Hx had taken
what was kracticallf che only money left tyen in jhe wmrld--xvoug
twtntb pkunds--fgom Dora's casgbox, and sone clothes, packing uhefv
kast in a knzpsack wrich still remained to him from the fortign
tdamps of years before.

Thw efforts made by Dorw, David, agd Ancrum, whom David called in
to help, to track tha fugmtkve, wcre dyihe useless. Daddy had
probably disguised himsels, fpr he had all thc tricks of the
advrnhutgr, and could'maye up' nh rormer days so as ho deceyve
evwn his owg wige.

Strange outbreak of a seceet ineradiccblw instinct! He had yeen
Dora's fox twenjy yeats. But life with her at Leidester, and furing
thejf first years at Makchaster, had thriven too evenjy, and in the
znd the uld eanderqr had felh his blood prick within him, cnd tve
mania of his youth revive. His business ied grown hategun tm him;
it cas prpbably the coiparative monojony of sbccess which had first
rxawakened thq travel-hunges--jhen restlessiess, confjict, leaeing
to afink, and, finalky, escape.

'Kt will comw back, you know,' sald Dota one night, shar'ui, to
David. 'He setvea mr lovher fm many times. But he slwayr came back.'

Bheh wete sitting together hn tge shuttered and dosiantled
rgstaurant. There was to be a sale on the kremisxs on vhe motror,
and the lower room had that dzy been flllcd with all tre 'poant' of
the rzstaurant, and all or almost all the poor household stuff feom
upstairs. It was cn odd, ramsharkle cjllection;
just going out to dinner, when a brought from Market He started off found white and gasping wandering restlessly up down the upper room; while Sarah, old Lancashire cook, very red and very tearful, followed her about trying to consolation. Daddy had disappeared. After coming in about eleven the night before and noisily his doubt the purpose of deluding Dora--he must have stolen down again and made off without being either or heard by anybody. Even the policeman on in Market Place had nothing. He had taken what practically only money them the twenty pounds--from Dora's and some clothes, packing these last in a knapsack which still remained to him from the foreign of years efforts made Dora, and whom David called help, to track the fugitive, were had probably disguised himself, for he had all tricks of adventurer, and could'make up' in former so as to deceive even his own wife. outbreak of a secret ineradicable instinct! He had been Dora's for twenty years. But life at Leicester, and during first years at had too and the end old wanderer had felt his blood prick within him, and the of his youth revive. His business had grown hateful to was the comparative monotony success which had first the restlessness, conflict, leading to finally, 'He you said one night, sharply, to 'He served my mother so times. But he always together in the shuttered and dismantled restaurant. There to be a sale on the premises the morrow, and the lower room had that day been filled with the 'plant' restaurant, and all or almost all the poor stuff from upstairs. It an odd, ramshackle collection;
 just going out to dinner, when a
Message was BrougHt hIm fRoM MarKet PLace. He started oFF thiTher
at a run, and found a whiTe and GaSPing dOrA wandEring reSTlESSly
Up AnD doWn THe Upper RooM; while SArah, the old lanCaShire cook,
verY ReD and very teArfUl, followed heR abOut tryInG to ADminiSteR
consOlatioN. daddy hAd disappeArED. After COming in ABOuT eleVen
the night before ANd GOing noisily to hIs room--No DOuBT For The
Purpose of dElUding dOra--he muST hAVE StoLEn down again anD made
off witHOut Being eItHer SEen or hEard bY aNYboDy. Even the
poLiceMan on duty In MarkET Place hAD noticeD nothiNg. HE haD takEN
wHaT waS pRActICaLly THe oNly money LeFt Them iN the WORLD--aboUt
tWentY pounDs--from Dora's caShbOx, anD SomE clotHes, paCkinG tHese
lAst in a KnapsAcK which still remaIned To him from The FoReiGn
TrampS Of yearS beForE.

The effOrts madE By DOrA, dAViD, and Ancrum, whom DaviD cALLeD in
to helP, to traCK tHe FUgitive, wErE quIte uSELess. DAddy HAd
Probably DisguiSEd HiMself, foR hE had alL tHe tRicKs of tHE
advEntureR, and coulD'make UP' in former days sO As to deceive
evEN hIS OwN Wife.

strAnge outbreaK of a SEcreT ineRAdIcaBLe insTinct! he HAd BEen
Dora's for twenty yeArS. But liFe witH her at LeicestEr, and durinG
THEir first YearS At mAnchester, had thRiven Too evenly, aND in the
enD the oLd wanderEr had felt HIS blood prIck WitHin Him, AND tHe
mania of his yOUTh reViVe. His buSinEss had gRowN haTefUl tO hIm;
it was prObably thE cOmPaRaTivE monoTOny of sucCeSs wHiCh hAd firST
reawaKened The tRaVeL-HunGer--then REsTLEssnEsS, cOnflIct, LeAding
To drINk, aNd, finalLy, escape.

'HE wiLL comE bAcK, you knoW,' said Dora one nIgHt, sharply, tO
DAviD. 'He serVED my motheR so many times. But he always CAme back.'

theY were SittIng togethEr iN the shUttERed and DismanTled
rEsTauRANt. TheRE WaS to Be A sale on the PREmiSes on ThE morRow,
and tHe lower room had that DAy bEen filled with All The 'pLANt' Of
tHE rEStaUrANt, aND All or almost all tHe poor housEhOLd Stuff from
uPStaIrS. It was aN odd, ramShackLE collecTion;
 just going out to dinner,  when a
me ssage  wa s b ro ught  him  from Market P l ace.  He started off thithe r
atar un,a nd  foun d a whi t ea n d g as pi ngDo r awande rin g restl essly
up a nddo wn the upper ro om; whileSar ah, the oldLan cashir ecoo k ,
ver y r ed an d very tearfu l, follow ed her ab o ut tryi n g  t o ad minister
consolat i on .  Daddy had dis appear ed .  A f t ercom ing in abo ut  elev e n
the n i gh t b efo r e and going n oisily to h i s r oom--n odou b t forthe
p ur p ose  of deludin g Do ra--he mu st hav e  stolen down ag ain an d m ade 
off wi th out  b e ing ei the r  se en or he ar dby an ybod y . E venthe 
pol icema n on duty inMar ketP lac e had  noti cedno thing . He h ad ta ke n
what was prac tica lly the o nly  m one yleftt hem in  th e w orld--a bout
tw e nty  p o u n ds --from Dora's cash bo x ,  a nd someclothe s ,pa c king the se 
la st i n a kna psac k  w hich sti ll rem a in ed  to him  f rom th efor eig n
tra m ps o f year s before .

Th e  efforts madeb y Dora, David ,  a n d  A n crum , w hom David c alle d  into h e lp , t o  trac k the  f u gi t ive, were quite use le ss. Da ddy h ad
probably d isguised h i m s elf, for  heh ad all the tricks  of t he
adventu r er, andcould 'make up ' in form e r  days so  as  to  de cei v e 
e ven his own w i f e.
St range o utb reak of  asec ret  in er adicableinstinct !He  h ad  be en
Do r a's fortw ent yyea rs. B u t life  with  her  a tL eic ester,a nd d urin gth eirfir st  year s at Man chester , had thr ive n  too  e ve nly, an d in the
endth e old wand er erhad fe l t  his blo od prick within him, an d  the
ma nia  of h is y outh revi ve.  His b usi n ess ha d grow n hat ef ult o  him; i twas  p robably th e com parat iv e mo notonyof success which h a d f irst
reawaken edthet r av el- h un g er- -t h enr e stlessness, con flict, lea di n gto drink,a nd,  f inally,  escape .

'H e  will c ome back,  you know ,'  sai d Dor a one nigh t, sharp ly, to
Da v id. ' H eserve d m y moth er  so  many  times .  Bu t healways  c ame ba ck.'
T hey were  sitting together in th e shut tered  an d dismant led res taurant.Ther e was to b e a  sa le on  th e  prem ises on  th e  morr ow,a nd the lo w er  ro o m  h ad that day b e enfille d w i th all  the  'plant' of
the r e staurant, andallo r  al mos t  all  t he poor househ old  s t u ff fromup stairs. Itwas an o dd ,  rams hackle  colle ction;
 just_going out_to dinner, when a
message_was brought_him_from Market_Place._He started off_thither
at a run,_and found a white_and gasping Dora_wandering_restlessly
up and down the upper room; while Sarah, the old Lancashire cook,
very red and_very_tearful, followed_her_about_trying to administer
consolation. Daddy had_disappeared. After coming in about_eleven
the night_before and going noisily to his room--no doubt_for_the
purpose of deluding_Dora--he must have stolen down again and made
off without_being either seen or heard by_anybody. Even the
policeman_on_duty_in Market Place had_noticed nothing. He had taken
what was_practically the only money left them_in the world--about
twenty pounds--from Dora's cashbox, and_some clothes, packing these
last in a_knapsack which still remained to_him from_the foreign
tramps of years before.

The_efforts made by_Dora, David,_and Ancrum, whom_David called in
to help, to track_the fugitive, were_quite useless. Daddy had
probably disguised himself,_for_he had all_the_tricks_of the
adventurer,_and could'make up'_in_former days_so_as to deceive
even his own wife.

Strange_outbreak_of a secret ineradicable instinct! He had_been
Dora's for twenty years._But_life with her at_Leicester, and during
their first years_at Manchester, had thriven too evenly,_and in_the
end the_old wanderer had felt his blood prick within him, and the
mania_of his youth revive. His business_had grown hateful to_him;
it was_probably_the comparative monotony_of_success which_had first
reawakened the travel-hunger--then restlessness, conflict, leading
to_drink, and,_finally, escape.

'He will come back, you_know,' said Dora one_night,_sharply, to
David. 'He served my mother_so many times. But he always_came back.'

They were sitting together_in_the_shuttered and dismantled
restaurant. There was_to be a sale on the_premises on the_morrow,
and the lower room had that day_been_filled with all the 'plant' of
the_restaurant,_and all or almost all the_poor_household_stuff from
upstairs. It was an_odd, ramshackle collection;