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Although a Protestant , she admired it as an architectural art-work , the elaborate adornment , too , of the interior pleased her , and accorded with her womanly tastes . Mrs. Clarkson had seen both inside and outside so often that neither had now any more effect on her ; indeed , not only was her heart steeled to the refining influences of the building , but also to the doctrines inculcated within it ; she had started on the downward path , and never once dared to look up again , even for a moment . `` Well , you are sharp on time , '' said Miss Cuthbert , addressing Mr. Clarkson . `` Yes , indeed , I have been walking the streets for nearly an hour , wondering if the hands on the Seminary clock would ever indicate the hour of two . I had almost persuaded myself that the public clocks had all stopped , but my watch , which was ticking , told me that they were going on with methodical regularity . '' He addressed himself to Miss Cuthbert , but his eyes were turned slightly towards Mrs. Clarkson , who , blushing slightly -LRB- she could blush at pleasure -RRB- , turned away her head , and appeared to be quite confused . William hailed a cab , and they drove up University street , as far as the carriage road permitted them .