Aërial

"We were," replied Marie, "employed in aërial architecture—the future for our groundwork; I was fancying a lover for myself."

Then I began to notice that there were some quaint 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 leaned back in the embrasure in a more comfortable position, so that I could enjoy more fully the aërial gambolling.