In the moonlight
I thought I would watch for the Count's return, and for a long time sat doggedly at the window. Then I began to notice that there were some little specks floating in the rays of the moonlight. They were like the tiniest grains of dust, and they whirled round and gathered in clusters in a nebulous sort of way. I watched them with a sense of soothing, and a sort of calm stole over me. I leaned back to a more comfortable position, so that I could enjoy more fully the aerial gambolling.