Pacing up the paved footway he entered the church and stood for a while in the nave passage.
A group of people was standing round the vestry door; Barnet advanced through these and stepped into the vestry.
There they were, busily signing their names.

Seeing Downe about to look round, Barnet averted his somewhat disturbed face for a second or two; when he turned again front to front he was calm and quite smiling; it was a creditable triumph over himself, and deserved to be remembered in his native town.

He greeted Downe heartily, offering his congratulations.
It seemed as if Barnet expected a half-guilty look upon Lucy's face; but no, save the natural flush and flurry engendered by the service just performed, there was nothing whatever in her bearing which showed a disturbed mind: her gray-brown eyes carried in them now as at other times the well-known expression of common-sensed rectitude which never went so far as to touch on hardness.

She shook hands with him, and Downe said warmly, 'I wish you could have come sooner: I called on purpose to ask you.

You'll drive back with us now ?' 'No, no,' said Barnet; 'I am not at all prepared; but I thought I would look in upon you for a moment, even though I had not time to go home and dress.