softly round the building, trying to see what was going on inside through
the stained-glass windows. Their suspicious movements attracted the
attention of the verger, and he followed them with stealthy movements,
convinced that they meditated a burglary. When he learned their errand,
he took charge of the party. They entered the church like foreigners in
a remote land. Another wedding was in progress, so they sat down in the
narrow, uncomfortable pews, waiting their turn. When Chook caught sight
of the Canon in his surplice and bands, he uttered a cry of amazement.

"Look at the old bloke. 'E's wearin' 'is shirt outside!"

The two girls were convulsed, turning crimson with the effort to repress
their giggles. Mrs Yabsley was annoyed, feeling that they were treating
the matter as a farce.

"I'm ashamed o' yer, Chook," she remarked severely. "Yer the two ends an'
middle of a 'eathen. That's wot they call 'is surplus, an' I wish I 'ad
the job of ironin' it."

Order was restored, but at intervals the girls broke into ripples of
hysterical laughter. Then Chook saw the organ, with its rows of painted
pipes, and nudged Jonah.

"Wot price that fer a mouth-orgin, eh? Yer'd want a extra pair o' bellows
ter play that."

Jonah examined the instrument with the interest of a musician, surprised
by the enormous tubes, packed stiffly in rows, the plaything of a giant;
but he still kept an eye on the pair that were being married, with the
nervous interest of a criminal watching an execution. The women, to whom