Besides he had let the others start, and he disliked that refuge of mildew and dust, Greenacre.
There was Slumberleigh! There went the bells again! Slumberleigh! Absurd! Why, he should positively have to run to get there before the First Lesson; and that mist meant heat, or he was much mistaken.
Charles contemplated the mist for a few seconds.
Tang, teng, ting, tong, tung! He certainly always made a point of going to church at his own home.

A good example is, after all, just as important in one place as another.
Tang, tong, teng, tung, _ting_! went the bells.
"Why not run ?" suggested an inner voice.

"Put down your cup.

There! Now! Your hat's in the hall, with your gloves beside it.

Never mind about your prayer-book.