with tristran 's next step he was standing beside a lake , and the candlelight shone brightly on the water ; and then he was walking through the mountains , through lonely crags , where the candlelight was reflected in the eyes of the creatures of the high snows ; and then he was walking through the clouds , which , while not entirely substantial , still supported his weight in comfort ; and then , holding tightly to his candle , he was underground , and the candlelight glinted back at him from the wet cave walls ; now he was in the mountains once more ; and then he was on a road through wild forest , and he glimpsed a chariot being pulled by two goats , being driven by a woman in a red dress who looked , for the glimpse he got of her , the way boadicea was drawn in his history books ; and another step and he was in a leafy glen , and he could hear the chuckle of water as it splashed and sang its way into a small brook .