The whole explanation was simple enough when it was explained. Kent and
Jot worked it out slowly in their own minds.
Meanwhile Old Tilly slept on, and the sermon came to an end. There was another hymn and then the benediction. The people dispersed slowly, and once more the big house was deserted.
Then Jot woke Old Tilly. "I say," he cried, "I say, old fellow, wake up!"
"Yes, I'm coming in a minute!" muttered Old Tilly.
"You'll be late for church," remarked Kent dryly, with a wink at Jot.
Old Tilly stirred and rose on his elbow. Then he gave a bewildered look around him.
"You're in church. Didn't you promise mother you'd take us to church?"
"Yes."
"But you slept all through the service," said Kent, "and I shall tell mother so!"
"Kent Eddy, what are you trying to get at? How did we get here, anyhow?" said Old Tilly, rising cautiously; and then, as he looked down on the empty room below, standing to his full height, he said. "Well, if I ever!" a laugh breaking through his white teeth. "I should say we had been in church!" he added. "Why didn't you fellows wake me up? What did the folks think?"