confessional-door

Updated: June 3, 2025

The Cathedral was full of echoes murmurous rebounds of the noises of the streets, drawn out and mellowed into long, soft, rolling tones, against which, as against a foil, there stood out detached, now and then, the sudden footsteps of someone leaving or entering a confessional, the short scream of a slipping chair once the sudden noise of a confessional-door being opened and the click of the handle which turned out the electric light.

Robert Hugh Benson - None Other Gods