There is something wonderful in them which I never noticed before.
What is that?
I will tell you. When I first came upon deck after tea, I saw a bright star rising like as if it came out of the water. While looking at its pretty light, it seemed to get higher and higher up the sky.
Did it run away from the other stars, and get a head of them?
No. But I thought it did at first, until I had watched, and then I found that the stars around about kept at the same distance from my bright star, and appeared to keep company with it while climbing the sky.
And what else did you see?
Afterwards I thought I would watch the beautiful Sirius. This seemed to be moving on, too. Then I looked at others. But they all appeared to be rolling along after one another.
What do you make of all this?
I can make nothing of it.
What puzzles you, my boy?