“And why did the church remind you of him?”

“Well, he had a girl in Rochester, and they always sat in a particular corner in the cathedral for their love-making.”

“How nice!” she cried, impulsively.

They misunderstood each other.

“It had its disadvantages though. The verger made a row about it.”

“What a shame! Why shouldn't they sit in a cathedral?”

“I suppose they all think it a profanity — except you and Ingram and the girl.”

“I don't think it a profanity — I think it's right, to make love in a cathedral.”