His mother's scream seemed again to ring in his ears, and he was so deeply affected that, fearful of exciting attention, he was about to quit the sacred edifice, when he was stopped by the entrance of Thames, who looked pale as death, with Winifred leaning on his arm.

They were followed by Mr.Wood in the deepest mourning.
Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands.

The service began.

Jack who had not been in a place of worship for many years was powerfully affected.
Accidentally raising his eyes, he saw that he was perceived by the family from Dollis Hill, and that he was an object of the deepest interest to them.
As soon as the service was over, Thames contrived to approach him, and whispered, "Be cautious,--the funeral will take place after evening service." Jack would not hazard a glance at Winifred; but, quitting the church, got into an adjoining meadow, and watched the party slowly ascending the road leading to Dollis Hill.

At a turn in the road, he perceived Winifred looking anxiously towards him, and when she discovered him, she waved her hand.
Returning to the churchyard, he walked round it; and on the western side, near a small yew-tree discovered a new-made grave.
"Whose grave is this ?" he inquired of a man who was standing near it.
"I can't say," answered the fellow; "but I'll inquire from the sexton, William Morgan.