Betty Lamb found the Ambry niche in the wall of the ruin at the side of the place where the altar had been.
"A Dozen Ways Of Love"
Lily Dougall
She knew him as certainly as if she had seen him standing before her again, the little lad of past years, or the infant cradled in the Ambry of the ruined chancel.
"A Dozen Ways Of Love"
Lily Dougall
Coming to a fine carved Ambry, he hesitated, then stood still.
"Foes"
Mary Johnston