CHAPTER XXXII.
AFTER a night that was sleepless to at least three members of the family the morning of the day on which Mr.Markland was to start on his journey came.

Tearful eyes were around him.

Even to the last, Fanny begged him not to leave them, and almost clung to him at the moment of parting.

Finally, the separation was accomplished, and, shrinking back in the carriage that conveyed him to the city, Mr.
Markland gave himself up to sad reveries.

As his thoughts reached forward to the point of his destination, and he tried to arrange in his mind all the information he had relating to the business in which he was now embarked, he saw more clearly than ever the feeble hold upon his fortune that remained to him.