As they journeyed from Liege to Amsterdam, and thence to London, people stopped and stared at them in their stylish array, and some laughed at them.

In this instance Brother Hecker's chagrin was not overcome by his sense of the ludicrous, for he was naturally very sensitive of personal unbecomingness, and although not precisely a martinet for clerical exactness, he had strict notions of propriety.
The new Redemptorist foundation was at Clapham, three miles south of London Bridge.

The house was a large, old-fashioned mansion and had been owned by Lord Teignmouth, a notorious anti-Catholic bigot.

Some of the larger rooms had been thrown together into one, and this was used temporarily as a public chapel.

Just as the young Redemptorists arrived, Father Petcherine was preaching to the congregation.