Its brightness, therefore, cannot affect your vision.

But our own sun, which will rise to-morrow, is only distant thirty-eight millions of leagues, and no human eye can gaze fixedly upon that, for it is brighter than the blaze of any furnace.

But come, Nell, come!" They pursued their way, James Starr leading the maiden, Harry walking by her side, while Jack Ryan roamed about like a young dog, impatient of the slow pace of his masters.

The road was lonely.

Nell kept looking at the great trees, whose branches, waving in the wind, made them seem to her like giants gesticulating wildly.