"We shall certainly be obliged to wait a great while, but never mind." "As for me, I will remain at home," said Hubert.

"I can take down and put away the embroidered panels, and then I will set the table for dinner." The church seemed empty to them, as the Blessed Sacrament was no longer there.

All the doors were wide open, like those of a house in complete disorder, where one is awaiting the return of the master.

Very few persons came in; the great altar alone, a sarcophagus of severe Romanesque style, glittered as if burning at the end of the nave, covered as it was with stars from the flame of many candles; all the rest of the enormous building--the aisles, the chapels, and the arches--seemed filled with shadow under the coming-on of the evening darkness.
Slowly, in order to gain a little patience, Angelique and Hubertine walked round the edifice.

Low down, it seemed as if crushed, thickset columns supported the semicircular arches of the side-aisles.