By and by it grew darker and then out of the blackness came the first shoot of dawn.

A shaft of pale light appeared in the east, then broadened and deepened, bringing in its trail, in terrace after terrace, the red and gold of the rising sun.

Then the light swept across the heavens and it was full day.
They were yet in the forest and the dawn was cold.

Here and there in the open spaces and on the edges of the brown leaves appeared the white gleam of frost.

The rustle of the woods before the western wind was chilly in the ear.