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Shortly afterwards Mrs. Haldane suggested that they should take a turn about the grounds, instead of wasting the sunshine indoors. As they left the chapel the vicar paused and looked back at the ivy-draped building, with its half-hidden lancets.
"You have turned a sacred edifice to a strange use," he said. "Here, within the walls where past generations have dwelt and worshipped, you have set up your apparatus for the destruction of man's holiest heritage. Pardon me if I speak warmly, but to me this appears to be sacrilege."