She signified to them that they were to sit, then quietly took her seat among them, fronting the General across the aisle.
During the sermon a low voice, sharp in contradistinction to the monotone of the preacher's, was heard to repeat these words: 'I say I am not sure I shall survive it.' Considerable muttering in the same quarter was heard besides.
After the customary ceremonious game, when all were free to move, of nobody liking to move first, Lady Camper and a charity boy were the persons who took the lead.

But Lady Camper could not quit her pew, owing to the sticking of the door.

She smiled as with her pretty hand she twice or thrice essayed to shake it open.

General Ople strode to her aid.

He pulled the door, gave the shadow of a respectful bow, and no doubt he would have withdrawn, had not Lady Camper, while acknowledging the civility, placed her prayer-book in his hands to carry at her heels.
There was no choice for him.