midnight
Of all forms of architecture the Norman appears to the writer the most awe inspiring . Its massive round pillars , its bold , but simple arch , have an effect upon the mind more imposing and solemnising , if we may coin the word , than the more florid architecture of the decorated period , which may aptly be described as `` Gothic run to seed . '' Such a stern and simple structure was the earlier priory church of Lewes , in the days of which we write . A little before midnight two forms entered the south transept by a little wicket door . There was a black darkness over the heavens that night , and a high wind moaned and shrieked about the upper turrets of the stately fane . Oh , how solemn was the inner aspect at that dread hour , lighted only by the seven lamps , which , typical of the Seven Spirits of God , burned in the choir , pendent from the roof . One timorous glance Hubert gave into the dark recesses of the aisles and transept , into the dim space overhead , as if he almost expected to hear the flapping of ghostly pinions in the portentous gloom .