When he reached the door, however, he found it bolted; and outside he had to stay all alone, in the desolate remainder of the house, till Betty came home from church.
He could even recall, as he thought about it, how drearily the afternoon had passed.

First he had opened the street door, and stood in it.

There was nothing alive to be seen, except a sparrow picking up crumbs, and he would not stop till he was tired of him.

The Royal Oak, down the street to the right, had not even a horseless gig or cart standing before it; and King Charles, grinning awfully in its branches on the signboard, was invisible from the distance at which he stood.

In at the other end of the empty street, looked the distant uplands, whose waving corn and grass were likewise invisible, and beyond them rose one blue truncated peak in the distance, all of them wearily at rest this weary Sabbath day.