Then, through this hemisphere of jocund quiet, there sounds the "All's well" of the watch.
But, look! Did you see a star fall just then, and the long avenue of expiring flame behind it ?--Do not shudder; it is nothing.

No cry of pain came through that brightness.

There was only the "All's well" from the watchers.
The thud of the engines falls on a padded atmosphere, and the lascars move like ghosts along the decks.

The long, smooth promenade is canopied and curtained, and hung with banners, and gay devices of the gorgeous East are contributing to the federation of pleasure.
And now, through a festooned doorway, there come the people of many lands to inhabit the gay court.

Music follows their footsteps: Hamlet and Esther; Caractacus and Iphigenia; Napoleon and Hermione; The Man in the Iron Mask and Sappho; Garibaldi and Boadicea; an Arab sheikh and Joan of Arc; Mahomet and Casablanca; Cleopatra and Hannibal--a resurrected world.