"It's a long bench!" said Toby. "And here's a sight of other long benches! Blamed if they don't seem like pews in a church!"
A dim light as of tall windows was visible at some distance on their left.
The Churchwarden pushed forward and walked
swiftly here and there with the step of one who knows the way. In a moment he returned.
"It's a church," he said, calmly. "It's my church. This way, madam and gentlemen."
He led the way to the left. Under a great round window which could be dimly seen in the wall was a wide door, before which they all paused.
"As captain of this party," said Aunt Amanda, "my orders is that we open the door and see what will happen next."
"Ay, ay, ma'am," said the Churchwarden, and opened the door.
In a moment they were standing under the stars on a brick pavement before a church, and on the pavement against the church wall was an empty chair.
"Ah!" said the Churchwarden, and sat down in the chair.