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There
’
s
no
chapel
here
,
I
said
.
But
my
dear
man
,
that
’
s
fantastic
,
he
said
,
it
’
s
mentioned
in
the
County
History
.
In
dozens
of
books
.
You
mean
that
old
place
in
the
cellar
,
I
said
,
as
if
I
had
just
cottoned
on
.
That
’
s
blocked
up
.
Been
bricked
in
.
But
this
is
a
scheduled
building
.
You
can
’
t
do
things
like
that
.
I
said
,
well
it
’
s
still
there
.
It
’
s
just
you
can
’
t
see
anything
.
It
was
done
before
I
came
.
Then
he
wanted
to
look
indoors
.
I
said
I
was
in
a
hurry
,
I
couldn
’
t
wait
.
He
’
d
come
back
—
"
Just
tell
me
a
day
.
"
I
wouldn
’
t
have
it
.
I
said
I
got
a
lot
of
requests
.
He
went
on
nosing
,
he
even
started
threatening
me
with
an
order
to
view
,
the
Ancient
Monuments
people
(
whoever
they
are
)
would
back
him
up
,
really
offensive
,
and
slimy
at
the
same
time
.
In
the
end
he
just
drove
off
.
It
was
all
bluff
on
his
part
,
but
that
was
the
sort
of
thing
I
had
to
think
about
.
I
took
the
photos
that
evening
.
Just
ordinary
,
of
her
sitting
reading
.
They
came
out
quite
well
.
One
day
about
then
she
did
a
picture
of
me
,
like
returned
the
compliment
.
I
had
to
sit
in
a
chair
and
look
at
the
corner
of
the
room
.
After
half
an
hour
she
tore
up
the
drawing
before
I
could
stop
her
.
(
She
often
tore
up
.
Artistic
temperament
,
I
suppose
.
)
I
’
d
have
liked
it
,
I
said
.
But
she
didn
’
t
even
reply
to
that
,
she
just
said
,
don
’
t
move
.
From
time
to
time
she
talked
.
Mostly
personal
remarks
.
