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Yes, the church door was unlocked, as happened not unfrequently, though not of intention on the worthy vicar's part, or on that of his subordinates.
Inside, though of course the sunny daylight out-of-doors was still at its full, thanks to the high pews, and narrow windows deep set in the massive walls, all was dusk and gloom. The more so at first from the sudden contrast.