Edith crouched behind a broken pillar twenty feet away; slipped her rifle-barrel over it so that it would cover the opening.
"The minutes crept by.

The darkness lessened and through the breaches of the terrace I watched the far sky softly lighten.

With the first pale flush the silence of the place intensified.

It deepened; became unbearably--expectant.

The moon rose, showed the quarter, the half, then swam up into full sight like a great bubble.
"Its rays fell upon the wall before me and suddenly upon the convexities I have described seven little circles of light sprang out.
They gleamed, glimmered, grew brighter--shone.