excerpt from the book...IN THE CHURCHIt was Sunday morning in a church at New Laodicea. The bell had ceasedpealing and the great organ began its prelude with deep bass notes thatvibrated through the stately building. The members of the choir wereall in their places in the rear gallery, and prepared in order theirmusic in the racks before them. Below the worshipers poured in steady,quiet streams down the carpeted aisles to their places, and there was agentle murmur of silk as ladies settled in their pews and bowed theirheads for the conventional moment of prayer. Exquisitely stainedwindows challenged the too garish daylight, but permitted to entersubdued rays in azure, violet and crimson tints which fell athwart theeastern pews and garnished the marble font and the finely carvedpulpit. They fell upon the silvering hair of the Reverend DoctorSchoolman as he pronounced the invocation and read the opening hymn,but they failed to reach the young stranger, seated behind, whoaccompanied him this morning.