Probably, also, hymns were sung, and Marion played them, but he could not imagine how.

It seemed quite impossible that she could have touched the keys with her fingers, or that she could have uttered any sound; yet no one had remarked the absence of hymns or even noticed any peculiarity in their performance.
Not till after the service was over did he regain full consciousness of himself and his surroundings; then he became exceedingly alert.

He watched the Canon disappear into the vestry, heard the congregation trample down the aisle, listened to Marion playing a final voluntary.
It seemed to him as he sat there waiting for her to stop that she played much longer than usual.

He could hear Mrs.Beecher and Mr.Quinn talking in the porch, and every moment he expected the Canon to appear.

At last the music ceased, and the lid of the harmonium was closed and locked.