The face of this single worshipper became printed on Rachel's mind with an impression of keen horror, and she had it suddenly revealed to her what Helen meant and St.John meant when they proclaimed their hatred of Christianity.

With the violence that now marked her feelings, she rejected all that she had implicitly believed.
Meanwhile Mr.Bax was half-way through the second lesson.

She looked at him.

He was a man of the world with supple lips and an agreeable manner, he was indeed a man of much kindliness and simplicity, though by no means clever, but she was not in the mood to give any one credit for such qualities, and examined him as though he were an epitome of all the vices of his service.
Right at the back of the chapel Mrs.Flushing, Hirst, and Hewet sat in a row in a very different frame of mind.

Hewet was staring at the roof with his legs stuck out in front of him, for as he had never tried to make the service fit any feeling or idea of his, he was able to enjoy the beauty of the language without hindrance.