Tackleton no sooner sees this, than he
skims across to Mrs. Fielding, takes her round the
waist, and follows suit. Old Dot no sooner sees this,
than up he is, all alive, whisks off Mrs. Dot in the
middle of the dance, and is the foremost there. Caleb
no sooner sees this, than he clutches Tilly Slowboy by
both hands and goes off at score; Miss Slowboy, firm
in the belief that diving hotly in among the other
couples, and effecting any number of concussions witb
them, is your only principle of footing it.
Hark! how the Cricket joins the music with its
Chirp, Chirp, Chirp; and how the kettle hums!
* * * * * * * *
But what is this! Even as I listen to them, blithely
and turn towards Dot, for one last glimpse of a little,
figure very pleasant to me, she and the rest have van-
ished into air, and I am left alone. A Cricket sings
upon the Hearth; a broken child's-toy lies upon the
ground; and nothing else remains.
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