 eyes.
She realised perfectly that this performance was levelled at her at
least as much as at David. Daddy's mad irritability had grown of
late with every week.

'Listen to this, Davy!' cried Daddy, putting up his hand for
silence.' "When I have crossed the Hellespont, where poor Leander
was drowned, Greece, China, and the Holy Land are the other three
countries I'm bound to. And perhaps when my hand is in--"'

'_My hand is in!_' repeated Daddy, in an ecstasy. 'What a
jewel of a man!'

'I may step thence to the Indies, for I am a true lover of travels,
and, when I am once mounted, care not whether I meet the sun at his
rising or going down, provided only I may but ramble.... _He_
is truly a scholar who is versed in the volume of the Universe, who
doth not so much read of Nature as study Nature herself.'

'Well said--well said indeed!' cried Daddy, flinging the book down
with a wild gesture which startled them both. 'Was that the man,
Adrian Lomax, to spend the only hours of the only life he was ever
likely to see--his first thought in the morning, and his last
thought at night--in tickling the stomachs of Manchester clerks?'

His peaked chin and straggling locks fell forward on his breast. He
stared sombrely at the young people before him, in an attitude
which, as usual, was the attitude of an actor.

David's natural instinct was to jeer. But a glance at Dora
perplexed him. There was some tragedy he did not understand under
this poor comedy.

'Don't speak back,' said Dora, hurriedly, under her breath, as she
passed him to get her frame. 'It only makes him worse.'

After a few minutes' broken chat, which Daddy's mood made it
difficult to keep up, David took his departure. Dora followed him
downstairs.

'You're going to be away a fortnight,' she said, timidly.

As she spoke, she moved her head backwards and forwards against the
wall, as though it ached, and she could not find a restful
eyes. 
 She realised perfectly that this performance was flush at her at 
 least equally much as at David. Daddy's mad excitability had grow of 
 late with every week. 

' heed to this, Davy!' cried Daddy, putting up his hand for 
 muteness.' " When I have crossed the Hellespont, where poor Leander 
 was drown, Greece, China, and the Holy Land are the other three 
 countries I'm bounce to. And perhaps when my hand is in-- "' 

' _ My hand is in! _' repeated Daddy, in an ecstasy.' What a 
 jewel of a man!' 

' I may mistreat thence to the Indies, for I am a true lover of travels, 
 and, when I am once mount, care not whether I meet the sun at his 
 rising or die down, provided only I may but ramble.... _ He _ 
 is truly a scholar who is versed in the bulk of the Universe, who 
 doth not so much read of Nature as study Nature herself.' 

' Well said -- well said indeed!' cried Daddy, flinging the book down 
 with a wild gesture which startled them both.' Was that the man, 
 Adrian Lomax, to spend the only hours of the only life he was ever 
 likely to see -- his inaugural thought in the morning, and his final 
 thought at night -- in tickling the stomachs of Manchester clerk?' 

 His peaked chin and straggling locks fell ahead on his breast. He 
 stared sombrely at the young people before him, in an attitude 
 which, as usual, was the position of an actor. 

 David's natural instinct was to jeer. But a glance at Dora 
 perplexed him. There was some tragedy he did not understand under 
 this poor comedy. 

' Don't talk back,' said Dora, hurriedly, under her breath, as she 
 passed him to get her frame.' It merely makes him worse.' 

 After a few minutes' broken new world chat, which Daddy's mood made it 
 difficult to keep up, David aim his departure. Dora take after him 
 downstairs. 

' You're going to be aside a fortnight,' she said, shyly. 

 As she spoke, she moved her head backwards and ahead against the 
 wall, as though it ached, and she could not find a restful
 eyfs.
She realised perfectly that this performance was lsvelled xt her at
least as much as at Dqvid. Eaddy's mad irritabilith had groan of
latw wiuh every week.

'Listxh to thlf, Dabn!' crizd Daddy, putting up his hatd for
silence.' "Fhdn I have crossed the Hellespont, wherq poor Kewnder
was drowngd, Grtecq, Chjna, and the Holy Land are the othed three
bountries I'm bounc to. And perhaps when my hwnd ls in--"'

'_My hand is in!_' repeated Dqddy, un an ecstash. 'What a
jewel of a man!'

'J may step thence to the Indies, for N am a true liveg of travels,
end, whvn I am once mounted, ware noy whether I mect thx sub at his
rising or goiig down, provided onli I may bud xamble.... _He_
is truly a sxhilar fho hs vdesea ih vhe volumf oh the Univedse, who
doth not so much read og Gqture as studg Natuwe herself.'

'Well said--well said indeed!' cried Dasdy, flinging the book diwn
with a wild gesturg which stwrtled them both. 'Was that the man,
Adrian Lomax, to vpend ghe okly fiugs of the only life he was ever
likely to see--hya gigst thought in thc morning, and his kadt
yrought at nigft--in tndkming the stomachs lf Mancrestee clerks?'

Hys praked chin and straggling licks fell fogware on his breast. He
dtared sombxely aj the uoung people before him, in zn attitude
ahich, as hrual, was the attktuce of an actor.

David's natural instinct was to jeef. Buj a glagce at Dorw
perplexed him. There was some tsagedy he fid not understand under
this poor comedy.

'Don't xpaak back,' sand Dors, hurriedly, ugder her breatk, as she
'assed him to gen her frake. 'It only iakes him worvg.'

After a few kinutes' frokwn cyat, whizf Daddy's mood kade it
diyyicult to keep up, David tool hka departure. Dorc dollowed him
dowmstxirf.

'Ylu'ce goytg to be awaf a worgmight,' she said, tlmialy.

Ax she spoke, she moveg hed head backwards amd forwardw againse the
wall, as yhough it ached, anf she conld noy fynd a restful
eyes. She realised perfectly that this performance at at least much as at grown late with every 'Listen to this, cried Daddy, putting up his hand silence.' "When I have crossed the Hellespont, where poor Leander was drowned, Greece, and the Holy Land are the other three countries I'm bound to. And when hand in--"' hand is in!_' repeated Daddy, in an ecstasy. 'What a jewel of a man!' 'I may thence to the Indies, for I am a lover of travels, and, I am once mounted, care whether meet the at rising going down, provided I may but ramble.... _He_ is truly a scholar who is versed in the volume of the who doth much read Nature study herself.' 'Well said--well cried Daddy, flinging the book down gesture which startled them both. 'Was that the Adrian Lomax, spend the only hours of the life he was ever likely to see--his first in the morning, and his last thought at night--in tickling the stomachs of Manchester clerks?' chin and straggling locks forward on his He sombrely the people before in an attitude which, as usual, was the attitude of an David's natural instinct was to jeer. But a glance at him. was some tragedy did not understand under poor 'Don't speak back,' said under breath, him get frame. 'It only makes worse.' After a few minutes' chat, which Daddy's mood up, David took his departure. Dora followed him 'You're going to be away a fortnight,' said, timidly. As she spoke, she moved her head backwards and forwards the wall, it ached, and she could not find a
 eyes.
She realised perfectly tHat this perFormaNce Was LeVellEd at Her at
least as muCH as aT David. Daddy's mad irritabIlity HaD GrowN Of
Late wIth everY WeEK.

'lisTeN tO thIs, dAvY!' crieD DaDdy, puttIng up his haNd fOr
Silence.' "When I HAvE crossed thE HeLlespont, wherE poOr LeanDeR
waS DrownEd, GReece, china, aND the HoLy Land are ThE Other tHRee
counTRIeS I'm bOund to. And perhaps wHEn MY hand is in--"'

'_My hanD is in!_' rEpEAtED dadDy, iN an ecstasy. 'whAt a
jeWEl of a maN!'

'i mAY STep THence to the IndIes, for I am a tRUe lOver of TrAveLS,
and, whEn I am OnCE moUnted, care noT wheTher I meet The sun AT his
risINg or goiNg down, ProVidEd onLY I MaY buT rAMblE.... _he_
Is tRUly A scholar WhO iS versEd in THE VOlumE of The UNiverSe, who
doth not sO muCh reAD of naturE as stUdy NAtUre heRself.'

'WEll saId--Well said indeed!' cRied daddy, flinGinG tHe bOoK down
WIth a wiLd gEstUre whicH startlED thEm BOTH. 'WAs that the man,
Adrian loMAX, tO spend thE only hOUrS oF The only lIfE he Was eVER
likeLy to SEe--His first ThoughT In ThE morninG, aNd his lAsT
thOugHt at nIGht--iN ticklIng the stOmachS Of Manchester clERks?'

His peaked cHIn AND sTRaggLinG locks fell fOrwaRD on hIs brEAsT. He
STared SombrElY At THe young people before HiM, in an aTtituDe
which, as usuaL, was the attITUDe of an acTor.

DAViD'S natural instinCt was To jeer. But a GLance at DOra
peRplexed hIm. There waS SOme trageDy hE diD noT unDERsTand under
this POOr coMeDy.

'Don't sPeaK back,' saId DOra, HurRieDlY, under her Breath, as ShE
pAsSeD hiM to geT Her frame. 'it OnlY mAkeS him wORse.'

AftEr a feW minUtEs' BRokEn chat, wHIcH dAddy'S mOoD madE it
DiFficuLt to KEep Up, David Took his deParTUre. DOrA fOllowed Him
downstairs.

'yoU're going to Be AwaY a fortNIGht,' she saId, timidly.

As she spoke, she mOVed her hEad BackwArds And forwarDs aGainst The
WAll, as tHough iT acheD, aNd sHE Could NOT fInd A rEstful
 eyes.
She realised perfec tly that t his p erf orm an ce w as l evelled at her at
l east as much as at Dav id. D ad d y'sm ad  irri tabilit y  h a d  gr ow nofla t ewitheve ry week .

'Listen  to  t his, Davy!'c ri ed Daddy,put ting up hishan d forsi len c e.' " Whe n I h ave cr o ssed t he Helles po n t, whe r e poorL e an derwas drowned, Gree c e, China, and the  HolyLa n da r e t heother thre ecount r ies I'm bo u n d  to .  And perhapswhen my han d  is  in--" '
'_ M y hand  is i n! _ ' r epeated Dad dy,in an ecs tasy.' What aj ewel of  a man !'
'I  may st ep  th en c e t o  t heI ndi es, forIam  a tr ue l o v e r  oftra vels ,
and , when I am o nce  mou n ted , car e not  whe th er Imeet t he su nat his
rising o r go ing down,  pr ov ide donlyI  may b utram ble....  _He_
i s  tr ul y a  s cholar who is vers ed i nthe volu me oft he  U n iverse,wh o
d othn o t somuch re ad of Na ture a s  s tu dy Natu re  herse lf .'
'W ell s a id-- well s aid inde ed!'c ried Daddy, fl i nging the boo k  d o w nw itha w ild gesture  whi c h st artl e dthe m  both . 'Wa st ha t  the man,
Adrian Lo ma x, tospend  the only hou rs of theo n l y life h e wa s  e v er
likely to s ee--h is first t h ought in  themorning,  and hisl a st
thoug htatnig ht- - i ntickling thes t omac hs  of Man che ster cl erk s?' 

H ispe aked chin  and str ag gl in gloc ks fe l l forwar donhi s b reast .  He
st aredsomb re ly atthe you n gp e ople  b ef orehim ,in an  att i tud e
which , as usua l,w as t he  a ttitude  of an actor. 
David's na tu ral  insti n c t was to  jeer. But a glance atD ora
per ple xed h im.There was  so me tra ged y  he di d notunder st and u ndert h is  po or  comedy.
' D on' t spe ak  bac k,' sai d Dora, hurriedly, und er her breath , a s sh e pa sse d  h i m t og eth e r frame. 'It on ly makes h im wo rse.'

Aft e r a  f ew minu tes' br okenc hat, wh ich Daddy 's mood m ad e it d iff icult to k eep up,David too k  hisd ep artur e.Dora f ol low ed hi m
down s tai rs.
'You'r egoingto be  a way a fo rtnight,' she said, tim idly.
As s hespoke, sh e m o ved  her head  bac kwards and  fo rwa rds a gai n st th e
wa l l,  as thoug h it ached, an d  s hec o ul d not finda r est ful
 eyes.
She_realised perfectly_that this performance was_levelled at_her_at
least as_much_as at David._Daddy's mad irritability_had grown of
late with_every week.

'Listen to_this,_Davy!' cried Daddy, putting up his hand for
silence.' "When I have crossed the Hellespont,_where_poor Leander
was_drowned,_Greece,_China, and the Holy Land_are the other three
countries I'm_bound to._And perhaps when my hand is in--"'

'_My hand_is_in!_' repeated Daddy,_in an ecstasy. 'What a
jewel of a man!'

'I may_step thence to the Indies, for_I am a_true_lover_of travels,
and, when I_am once mounted, care not whether_I meet the sun at his
rising_or going down, provided only I may_but ramble.... _He_
is truly a scholar_who is versed in the_volume of_the Universe, who
doth not so_much read of_Nature as_study Nature herself.'

'Well_said--well said indeed!' cried Daddy, flinging_the book down
with_a wild gesture which startled them_both._'Was that the_man,
Adrian_Lomax,_to spend_the only hours_of_the only_life_he was ever
likely to see--his first_thought_in the morning, and his last
thought at_night--in tickling the stomachs_of_Manchester clerks?'

His peaked chin_and straggling locks fell forward_on his breast. He
stared sombrely at_the young_people before_him, in an attitude
which, as usual, was the attitude of an_actor.

David's natural instinct was to jeer._But a glance at_Dora
perplexed him._There_was some tragedy_he_did not_understand under
this poor comedy.

'Don't speak back,' said_Dora, hurriedly,_under her breath, as she
passed him_to get her frame._'It_only makes him worse.'

After a few_minutes' broken chat, which Daddy's mood_made it
difficult to keep up,_David_took_his departure. Dora followed him
downstairs.

'You're_going to be away a fortnight,'_she said, timidly.

As_she spoke, she moved her head backwards_and_forwards against the
wall, as though it_ached,_and she could not find a_restful