In Sight of St. Paul's — page 256: what you’re looking at

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LIGHT AT LAST. 251 Tom, as he entered, stood for a moment irresolute, his eyes wandering in search of Aileen. | Coming as he did, however, into the comparatively dim light of the sacred place, he could not at first distinguish her. But there was a man, lurking be-— hind the pillars, who saw him with feelings of un- mitigated horror and affright. This man was Gridston, and, as he recognized Tom, he knew at once that the jury must have brought in a verdict of ‘‘Not guilty,’’ and that consequently his own neck was in danger. | There was no time to be lost, and at once he glided out of the church, only, as he emerged, however, to feel the heavy hand of Inspector Clarkson upon his shoulder, and in another moment, before he could offer any resistance, the steel bracelets were clasped firmly about his wrists. Meanwhile Tom had discovered Aileen, upon her knees and with bent head, in the rear of the church. He softly approached her and knelt reverently at her side. | | | “My darling!’ he whisperéd, softly. Aileen raised her head and looked at him. ‘Then, as she realized all that his presence meant, her whole being thrilled-with joy. Her hand slipped into his, and the two, speechless with rapture, sent up a fervent prayer of thanksgiving for the happiness vouchsafed to them. _— Gomicbooks (E(@) m