"Well, if that's all!—It isn't handsome a bit!"
"It's real homely, that's a fact," said Rupert.
"You came to see the glass windows," said Lawrence. "Let us go in, and then pass judgment."
They went in, and then a low exclamation from Rupert was all that was heard. The ladies were absolutely mute before the blaze of beauty that met them.
"Well!" said Rupert after a pause of deep silence—"now I know what folks mean when they say something 'beats the Dutch.' That beats all I ever saw!—hollow."
"But how delicious!" exclaimed Dolly. "The work is so delicate. And oh, the colours! Mother, do you see that purple? Who is the person represented there, Mr. St. Leger?"
"That is Philip the Second. And it is not likely, I may remark, that any Dutchman painted it. That broken window was given to the church by Philip."
"Who did paint it, then?"
"I cannot say, really."
"What a pity it is broken!"