William was sure something was wrong somewhere.
Then Jan saw Tony sitting at the far end of the seat, hatless, coatless, in his indoor strap shoes; and he was regarding her with grave, understanding eyes.
In a moment she was back in the present and vividly alive to the fact that here was chilly, delicate Tony out after tea, without a coat and sitting in an ice-cold church.
She rose from her knees, much to William's satisfaction, who did not care for religious ser
vices in which he might not take an active part. He trotted out of the pew and Jan followed him, stooping to kiss Tony as she passed.
"It's too cold for you here, dear," she whispered; "let us come out."
She held out her hand and Tony took it, and together they passed down the aisle and into the warmer air outside.
"How did you know I was here?" she asked, as they hurried into the road.
"I saw you going down the drive from the bathroom window, and so I runned after you, and William came too."
"But what made you come after me?"