Paul went to sleep at once, but Henry did not close his eyes so soon.

Far in the west he saw a last red bar of light cast by the sunken sun and the deep ruddy glow over the fringe of the forest.

Then it suddenly passed, as if whisked away by a magic hand, and all the wilderness was in darkness.

But it was only for a little while.

Out came the moon and the stars flashed one by one into a sky of silky blue.