I paid the man and hurried into the church.

There was not a soul there save the two whom I had followed and a surpliced clergyman, who seemed to be expostulating with them.

They were all three standing in a knot in front of the altar.

I lounged up the side aisle like any other idler who has dropped into a church.
Suddenly, to my surprise, the three at the altar faced round to me, and Godfrey Norton came running as hard as he could towards me.
"'Thank God,' he cried.

'You'll do.