A bright bit of red carpet wound its way about the altar. The squatter did not pause to examine the pictures on the wall nor even an instant before the glowing fire. Her eyes were searching for a Bible the shade deepening in them as she sidled toward the nearest seat. She read "H-y-m-n-a-l" on the back of the first book dropping it she gathered up another. "H-o-l-y B-i-b-l-e," she spelled.