The shadow of the great tower fell across the grass.
"This is how one generation read the lesson.

Come and see how another, and a later, read it." A narrow passage led them out of gloom into sudden sunlight; and the sunlight spread itself on fair grass-plots and gravelled walks, flower-beds and the pale yellow facade of a block of buildings in the classical style, stately and elegant, with a colonnade which only needed a few promenading figures in laced coats and tie-wigs to complete the agreeable picture.
"What do you make of that ?" As a matter of fact Taffy's thoughts had run back to the theatre at Plymouth with its sudden changes of scenery.

And he stood for a moment while he collected them.
"It's different: I mean," he added, feeling that this was intolerably lame, "it means something different; I cannot tell what." "It means the difference between godly fear and civil ease, between a house of prayer and one of no prayer.

It spells the moral change which came over this University when religion, the spring and source of collegiate life, was discarded.

The cloisters behind you were built for men who walked with God." "But why," objected Taffy, plucking up courage, "couldn't they do that in the sunlight ?" Velvet-cap opened his mouth.