Everything was altered since Bob had shown me his hand; there were certain rules of the game which even I must now observe.

So I left him in undisputed possession of the perilous ground, and being in a heavy glow from the strong air of the glacier, went early to my room; where I lay long enough without a wink, but quite prepared for Bob, with news of his engagement, at every step in the corridor.
Next day was Sunday, and chiefly, I am afraid, because there was neither blind nor curtain to my dormer-window, and the morning sun streamed full upon my pillow, I got up and went to early service in the little tin Protestant Church.

It was wonderfully well attended.

Quinby was there, a head taller than anybody else, and some sizes smaller in heads.

The American bridegroom came in late with his "best girl." The late Vice Chancellor, with the peeled nose, and Mr.Belgrave Teale, fit for Church Parade, or for the afternoon act in one of his own fashion-plays, took round the offertory bags, into which Mr.Justice Sankey (in race-course checks) dropped gold.