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Abbeychurch by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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was bestowed upon it. It was built in the Early English style, and
neither pains nor expense had been spared. Anne, who had not been
there since the wall had been four feet above the ground, was most
eager to see it; and Elizabeth, who had watched it from day to day,
was equally eager to see whether Anne would think of everything in it
as she did herself.

As the door opened, a flood of golden light poured in upon the pure
white stone Font, while the last beams of the evening sun were
streaming through the western window, shining on the edges of the
carved oak benches, and glancing upon the golden embroidery of the
crimson velvet on the Altar, above which, the shadows on the groined
roof of the semi-octagonal chancel were rapidly darkening, and the
deep tints of the five narrow lancet windows within five arches,
supported and connected by slender clustered shafts with capitals of
richly carved foliage, were full of solemn richness when contrasted
with the glittering gorgeous hues of the west window.

'Oh! Anne,' whispered Elizabeth, as they stood together in the porch,
giving a parting look before she closed the door, 'it is "all
glorious within," even now; and think what it will be to-morrow!'

Nothing more was said till they had left the churchyard, when Anne
exclaimed, looking wistfully towards the railroad, 'Then there is but
one chance of Rupert's coming to-night.'

'When the eight o'clock train comes in,' said Katherine; 'it is that
which is to bring the Hazlebys.'

'I really think,' said Helen, 'that the gas manufactory and the union
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