Out from the centre of them came the stentorian shout: "De wheel ob time is a turnin' roun'!" From all parts of the church rose snatches of hymns, exultant shouts, groans, and prayers; and, in the corner, the shrill chants of the old women were fitfully heard through the storm of discordant worship.
In the midst of all the wild din and hubbub, the soul of Aunt Patsy looked out from the habitation where it had dwelt so long, and, without giving the slightest notice to any one, or attracting the least attention by its movements, it silently slipped away.
The old habitation of the soul still sat in its chair, but no one noticed that it no longer sang, or beat time with its hands and feet.
Not long after this, Lawrence looked round at his companion, and noticed that she was slightly trembling.

"Don't you think we have had enough of this ?" he whispered.
"Yes," she answered.

And they rose and went out.

They thought they were the first who had left..