“What is it?” Edith asked. “Looks like a chapel.” “A chapel?” Florence looked appalled. As she neared the door, she started making sounds of apprehension in her throat. Edith glanced at her uneasily. “Miss Tanner?” Barrett said. She didn’t answer. Almost to the door, she held back. “Better not,” said Fischer. Florence shook her head. “I must.” She began to enter. With a faint, involuntary cry, she shrank back. Edith started. “What is it?” Florence was unable to reply. She sucked in breath and shook her head with tiny movements. Barrett put his hand on Edith’s arm. She looked at him and saw his
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