Then the organ had begun to blow, and from the huge massed chorus in the transepts had rolled out the anthem, broken by one passionate cry, from some mad Catholic.

But it had been silenced in an instant....
It was incredible--utterly incredible, Percy had told himself.

Yet the incredible had happened; and England had found its worship once more--the necessary culmination of unimpeded subjectivity.

From the provinces had come the like news.

In cathedral after cathedral had been the same scenes.