I have never seen any sight so beautiful or so strange, and for a second my breath stopped in admiration.
There were two hundred men or more in the chamber, but so huge was the place that they seemed only a little company.

They sat on the ground in a circle, with their eyes fixed on the fire and on a figure which stood before it.

The glow revealed the old man I had seen on that morning a month before moving towards the cave.

He stood as if in a trance, straight as a tree, with his arms crossed on his breast.

A robe of some shining white stuff fell from his shoulders, and was clasped round his middle by a broad circle of gold.