As they reached the doorstep, they saw Mr. Holbrook at a distance, and were soon at his side.
"How soon can we get away from this awful place?" Dexie hurriedly asked.
"Well, I do not know, Miss Sherwood. Are you in a hurry to go?"
"Yes, that I am; I have had enough of this kind of worship, and Elsie must not go near the church again. Where is Lancy?"
"I believe he is inside the church; I saw him there a short time ago. He is much interested, I believe. I hope, Miss Gurney, that these excitable people have not seriously alarmed you."
"Oh, I don't want to see them any more!" cried Elsie. "I wish we could find Lancy, so we could start for Charlottetown."
"Do you know, I believe he wants you to stay overnight at some place near, so that he can stay to the evening service. Could you agree to that plan, do you think?" he asked.
"Certainly; if the place we have to stay is a good piece away from this church, out of sight and hearing of these people," replied Dexie, feeling that a drive back to town would be very tiresome after the exciting day they had spent.
"Well, suppose we start now? The drive will do you good," said Mr. Holbrook, as he turned towards their carriage; and as he led the horse on the road, he proposed that they start for Montague Bridge at once, describing it as a pretty hamlet about two miles from the church.
"But if Lancy should come and find the carriage gone, he would be anxious," said Dexie.