"Was it for that you mightn't go back?" The only thing he felt was rather a dreary little surprise. He named it with humility and shame and repented of it once more. The chapel was flooded by the dull scarlet light that filtered through the lowered blinds; and through the fissure between the last blind and the sash a shaft of wan light entered like a spear and touched the embossed brasses of the candlesticks upon the altar that gleamed like the battle-worn mail armour of angels. The tears were again in her eyes.
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