Here, in the transept and choir, where the service was being held, one was conscious every moment of an increasing brightness; colours glowing vividly beneath the circular chandeliers, and the rows of small lights on the choristers' desks flashed and sparkled in front of the boys' faces, deep linen collars, and red neckbands.

We spring out of our berths, clap on a monkey-jacket and south-wester, and tumble up the ladder.

Lustered (also called lusters, rainbows, oilies, and pearls).

Writers of particular lives […] are apt to be prejudiced in favour of their subject.