No children did.

Perhaps the raptest worshipper was one of Venice's many dwarfs, a tiny, alert man in blue linen with a fine eloquent face and a great mass of iron-grey hair.
This was the only occasion on which I saw the Baptistery accessible freely to all and the door into the Piazzetta open.
One should not look at a guide-book on the first visit to S.Mark's; nor on the second or third, unless, of course, one is pressed for time.

Let the walls and the floors and the pillars and the ceiling do their own quiet magical work first.

Later you can gather some of their history.
The church has but one fault which I have discovered, and that is the circular window to the south.

Beautiful as this is, it is utterly out of place, and whoever cut it was a vandal.
But indeed S.Mark's ought to have a human appeal, considering the human patience and thought that have gone to its making and beautifying, inside and out.