Notre Dame lay in their route that afternoon, so naturally enough, they went in, Uncle Gilbert remarking that this was a fit place for the minister to conclude his sermon.
"What a dark, musty place," said Lucy.
"It fits in very well with their religion," suggested Chester.

"A lot of outward show, but within, dark and dead." Uncle Gilbert, though living in Ireland, was not a Catholic, so he took no offense at this remark.
Then while they were "doing" churches, they visited that of St.Sulpice, a very large edifice, in the floor of which is a brass line which marks the Meridian of Paris.

At the left of the entrance sits St.Peter in life-sized bronze, in possession of the Keys.

The naked big toe of this figure is easily reached by the worshipers.
"I have heard of people kissing images of the Saints," said Chester, "but I have never seen anything of the kind.

Let us rest here a while, to see if anything happens." Lucy was glad of the suggestion as she was more tired than she wished to acknowledge.