The great vault of the sky was alight with stars, and a wonderful moon hung like a silver shield almost in the zenith.
"How--beautiful!" breathed Dinah.
The air was crystal clear, cold but not piercing.

The absolute stillness held her spell-bound.
"It is like a dream-world," she whispered.
"In which you reign supreme," he murmured back.
She glanced at him with uncomprehending eyes.

Her veins were still throbbing with the ecstasy of the dance.
"Oh, how I wish I had wings!" she suddenly said.

"To swim through that glorious ether right above the mountain-tops as one swims through the sea! Don't you think flying must be very like swimming ?" "With variations," said Eustace.
His eyes dwelt upon her.

They were fierily blue in that great flood of moonlight.