Linforth sought to revive that night so vividly that he needs must turn, needs must respond to the call, and needs must renew the pledge.
"We sat for a long while that night, smoking our pipes on the step of the door.

It was a dark night.

We watched a planet throw its light upwards from behind the amphitheatre of hills on the left, and then rise clear to view in a gap.

There was a smell of hay, like an English meadow, from the hut behind us.

You pledged your friendship that night.