But a stir in that direction, a gathering of reverential awe in the rustic faces, and a blandly ferocious assumption on the part of Mr. Boythorn of being resolutely unconscious of somebody's existence forewarned me that the great people were come and that the service was going to begin.

A stir in that direction, and the reverential awe in the rustic faces, warned me that the great people were arriving and that the service was going to begin.
