Colonel Easterwood, late of the 34th Carbines, was a guest at the dinner party.

The upblaze of reflected heat burns my cheeks and eyes. Her body swims before me, spangled and transpierced by shafts of light caught in my tears. I croak that I am sorry for having invaded her hut.

https://books.google.com/books?id=eII7AQAAMAAJ&pg=PA185 page 185 Before ascending the river to the Falls, I went up a beautiful clear stream that enters the Mississippi two miles above the capital, to visit Fountain Cave, a remarkable cavern out of which this tiny river flows. […] https://books.google.com/books?id=eII7AQAAMAAJ&pg=PA186 page 186 The scene in the interior, illuminated by torches, and contemplated by an excited imagination, was truly enchanting; and I was anxious to penetrate the gloomy adytum still further.

“Not now, you banana bender! The Commencement Speech takes place at the dinner tonight.” “Banana bender! I'm not from Queenland, I'll ‘ave you know. And I needs to test out the mike in advance. Always have trouble with those things.”