I took up my position on the darker side of Holywell Street, and waited.

So far I seemed to have the thoroughfare to myself, but I had still some three or four minutes to wait.
At last midnight sounded, and as I heard it I concealed myself more carefully in my doorway and watched.

I was not to be kept long in suspense, for the new day was scarcely three minutes old, when a hansom drove up to the other side of the church, and a man alighted.

He paid off the man and wished him good-night, and then came along the roadway at the back of the church.

From where I stood I could see his figure distinctly, but was not able to distinguish his face.