'I will tell the building steward to write them out for him,' she said.
The party separated and entered the church by different doors.

Somerset went to a nook of the building that he had often intended to visit.

It was called the Stancy aisle; and in it stood the tombs of that family.
Somerset examined them: they were unusually rich and numerous, beginning with cross-legged knights in hauberks of chain-mail, their ladies beside them in wimple and cover-chief, all more or less coated with the green mould and dirt of ages: and continuing with others of later date, in fine alabaster, gilded and coloured, some of them wearing round their necks the Yorkist collar of suns and roses, the livery of Edward the Fourth.

In scrutinizing the tallest canopy over these he beheld Paula behind it, as if in contemplation of the same objects.
'You came to the church to sketch these monuments, I suppose, Mr.
Somerset ?' she asked, as soon as she saw him.
'No.

I came to speak to you about the letter.' She sighed.