and Mrs. Goodwyn-Sandys arrived. It should be
mentioned, perhaps, that Seth Udy's little boy was detected with his
fist in a jar of moist sugar; but Mrs. Udy, it was remarked, was a
Penpoodle woman.
The sack was accomplished; and the crowd, heated but conscious of a
duty done, was returning with the spoil, when towards the north a
white glare leapt into the heaven and as suddenly vanished. In a
moment or so a dull roar followed, and the earth shuddered underfoot.
Troy trembled. It remembered its neglected Sabbath, and trembled
again.
CHAPTER XXII.
IN WHICH SEVERAL ATTEMPTS ARE MADE TO PUT A PERIOD TO THIS HISTORY.
The congregation at St. Symphorian's on this memorable Sunday morning
numbered nine persons. Possibly this was the reason why, against all
precedent, the Vicar's sermon terminated at "thirdly."
Woman has been stated so often, and by such capable observers, to be
more inquisitive than man, that I will content myself with
establishing an exception. Of these nine persons, five were women,
and the remainder held the salaried posts of organist, organ-blower,
pew-opener, and parish-clerk. Of the women, one was Tamsin Dearlove.
It is noteworthy that Caleb spent his morning at "The Bower."
Service was over, and Tamsin was rowing homewards.
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