It was more like fairy-land than ever.

When the fire died down a little, the distant scenery seemed to fade away and become indistinct and shadowy, and the great trees stood up like their own ghosts all around us; and then, when fresh knots were thrown in, the fire would blaze up, and the whole scene would be lighted up again, and every tree and bush, and almost every leaf, along the water's edge would be tipped with light, while everything was reflected in the smooth, glittering water.
Rectus and I could hardly go in to supper, and we got through the meal in short order.

We staid out on deck until after eleven o'clock, and Corny staid with us a good part of the time.

At last, her father came down after her, for they were all going to bed.
"This is a grand sight," said Mr.Chipperton.

"I never saw anything to equal it in any transformation scene at a theatre.