Eli peeked into the open doorway under an open stairway. “We can hide in here. He will never find us.”
Silas hesitated. “If the vicar sees us it will be orf with our heads.”
“Ye’re scared of that ol’ man. I bet Fred is afraid of him too. Let’s go, we only hae to hide here by the door.”
Silas cautiously edged toward the opening on the church side. Just then the door at the top of the stairs opened and the Rector took a step onto the stoop. Silas quickly jumped into the doorway and knelt in the darkness with his friend.
The heavy steps of the large man’s heels clacked on the stone stairway. Finally, his form emerged around the corner. The boys gasped and scooted back into the darkness.
“Ay, an open door. Be more than the sisters running in that door.” Though the boys couldn’t see him, his heavy breathing echoed through the room in which they hid. The door closed with a resounding ‘clunk.’
The boys sat in total silence for a minute. Eli reached out in the darkness. “Me thinks he has closed us in.”
“Kin ya see anything?” Silas’ choked on his own words.
“Nary a thing. But, I thought I smelt a candle burning yonder.”
Silas squirmed. “Cain’t see thou nor a candle..”
“Here’s me foot.”
A leather covered foot suddenly hit Silas in the face. “Oi watch where thou put that bloody thingamijig.”
“Jes, hold on to me foot.”
The two boys crawled toward what Eli believed was a light. Finally he stopped. “Me thinks there’s a door here.”
Eli crawled up beside him. “Push it.” Eli leaned into the obstruction and a scraping sound emanated as a door swung open.
“Eli, you’ve exposed the chamber.”
Two heads poked through the doorway and into a small room with a single candle burning.
Silas cautiously looked around. “Tain’t a soul about.” He stood as did Eli.
Another door was near their opening. “I’ll peak in here.” Eli slowly opened the door a half centimeter. “It’s another room with lots of candles; but, no souls about.” Eli disappeared into the room.
“Wait fer me.” Silas hurried to catch up with his friend.
“This room is huge. Gander at the statues, and the candles burning everywhere.” Silas waved his hand.
Suddenly, voices began to echo from somewhere in the hallways.
Eli ran to a large podium and disappeared into the fold of the wood and cloth. Silas jumped onto the floor and ran into the rows of pews and fell into the third row.
The noise in the chamber got louder and Silas scooted back as far as he could against the wooded back board. A group of legs appeared before his face and he covered his eyes and pressed harder against the backboard. It seemed like hours to Silas but finally the legs all moved again, and after a few minutes the chamber was silent again. Silas edged out of his hiding place.
On the higher platform Eli’s face appeared around the wooden structure.
A door open to the outside was propped open and both boys ran toward it, paused to look out, then ran out into the street and sat on the curb.
“Did ye hear all that inside.” Eli elbowed Silas.
“All I saw were legs and skirts. They was whispering about the King, and a bunch of folks. Yakking about dosh and supper and all sort.” Silas tried to remember as much as he could. “I couldn’t understand it all.”
Eli puffed up his chest. “I had to smell the olde vicar’s trousers. I think he musta wallowed with the pigs. I almost choked to death. It twas all I could dae to keep from coughing.”
“Did ya hear what he sayd?”
Eli shook his head. “Nary a dickey bird, his speech so flat fancy a bee bussing, so I didn’t understand a pear.” Eli guffawed. “I think he fell asleep while he was yakking cause it sounded fancy he was snoring.”
The boys stood. “Why ya think people go in there anyroad?” Silas pointed back at the church.
“Maybes cause it’s cooler inside.”
“I’ll remember that fer mafted days when I be grown.” Eli waved and headed down a side street.
Fred ran down the middle of the street to Silas. “Ye’re it.” He cried. “Me turn to hide.”
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