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-- Do n't it tire you , Mr. Gammon , to walk in this up-and-down , zig-zag , here-and-there sort of way ? It does _ me _ , ` pon my life ! What would I give for a cigar at this moment ! '' The next day was the Sabbath , tranquil and beautiful ; and just as the little tinkling bell of Yatton church had ceased , at half-past ten o'clock , Dr. Tatham rose , in his reading-desk , and commenced the service . The church was quite full , for every one was naturally anxious to catch a glimpse of the new tenants of the squire 's pew . It was empty , however , till about five minutes after the service had commenced , when a gentleman walked slowly up to the church door ; and having whispered an inquiry of the old pew-opener which was the squire 's pew , she led him into it -- all eyes settled upon him ; and all were struck with his appearance , his calm keen features , and gentlemanly figure . 'T was , of course , Gammon ; who , with the utmost decorum and solemnity , having stood for half a minute with his hat covering his face , during which time he reflected that Miss Aubrey had sat in that pew on the last occasion of his attendance at the church , turned round , and behaved with the greatest seriousness and reverence throughout the service , paying marked attention to the sermon .