The future lost one of its terrors if only she could respect him.
They walked side by side to the church in silence: Mutimer had put the will into his pocket.

At the wicket he paused.
'Will Wyvern be in there ?' The question was answered by the appearance of the vicar himself, who just then came forth from the front doorway.

He approached them, with a hope that Adela had not been obliged to leave through indisposition.
'A little faintness,' Mutimer was quick to reply.

'We are going to look for something she dropped in the pew.' Mr.Wyvern passed on.

Only the pew-opener was moving about the aisles.
She looked with surprise at the pair as they entered.
'Tell her the same,' Mutimer commanded, under his breath.
The old woman was of course ready with offers of assistance, but a word from Richard sufficed to keep her away.
The examination was quickly made, and they returned as they had come, without exchanging a word on the way.