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Pushing Jack to his Limit
We followed the passage and were soon faced by a long, narrow corridor. It was just like a
dark tunnel but with many doors leading off. ItsWill, now some distance ahead, called for us
to join him.
“I say!” he exclaimed, “I'm certain this was never mentioned.”
He had reached a hall and was staring at an arched stained-glass window which dom-
inated the entire area. Understandably, many people, particularly churchgoers, do find this
kind of window very attractive and so do I. But I would have preferred to appreciate its
splendour in an ecclesiastical setting from where it had clearly originated, rather than in the
lobby of a house.
Putting aside all black-humoured thoughts of throwing myself on to my knees and pray-
ing for a successful conclusion to our house-hunting business, I looked on in amazement
hoping against hope that this was the last of the giant-sized features.
Meanwhile Jack, who'd been trailing along behind, was sounding a bit like
Smeagol
moaning to himself about the pain he was in and the misery of being married to an unsym-
pathetic woman.
“Oh yes, it's
only
a flesh wound, nothing at
all
to worry about.”
He finally caught up and, leg wound for the moment forgotten, let out a whistle of as-
tonishment.
“This is becoming difficult to believe. I mean, is it even
legal
to take a window out of a
cathedral and put it in a house?”
There was nothing else to add. It was absolutely huge. I desperately hoped that the next
feature would be conventional because there was no doubt that anything approaching an or-
dinary fixture or fitting would, at this fragile stage of our tour, be very welcome.
Unfortunately redeeming features were in short supply in this two-storey house. As we
continued our exploration of the bottom floor, it quickly became apparent that it had been
designed as a bungalow. This left the question of what might lie upstairs a somewhat con-
fusing one.
