In the midst of the game Erick stopped, ran away and did not return.

Once a number of wandering journeymen had passed by; they had sung loud and joyously their wander-songs, one after the other.

Away was Erick, and one could see him far away, quietly following the singing men.

Once trumpet blasts sounded across the meadow to the playing children--for one of Middle Lot was with the players in the army and was practising his marches--at once Erick ran away in the direction of the sounds.
Another time a boy with a harmonica had approached the playing children; it was Erick's turn just then to seek the hiders, but threatenings and pleadings were of no avail, he did not seek any more.

He placed himself in front of the boy and listened to him; there he remained standing and did not stir.
Churi in his hiding-place was about to burst with anger because Erick stopped seeking.