From palest green to ruby red, from amethyst to amber it paled and deepened and glowed.
All the evening he moved about like one in a dream.

The tableaux with their shifting scenes of knights and ladies and marble statuary were burned on his memory as heavenly visions.

He knew nothing of the tinsel and flour and red lights which produced the effect.

He stood about as Miss Hallie told him: he held a horse in one tableau, and posed as a bronze statue in another.

Then he went back to the fountain, and sat dreamily watching it, while the violins played again,--in the long parlors this time, where the dancing had begun.
Raleigh Stanford, still in his cavalier costume, and with Miss Sally Lou on his arm, spied him as they passed by.