The Old Man and the Old Woman Danced

Young ladies the old man called in a shrill cracked voice looking eagerly about the room He picked up the candle and began going to the corners with it Young ladies. He cried come out. We are going to celebrate Tonight there is to be a ball Why I said he was coming toward us Yeah, you are there you are lovely young ladies shy over their first ball on my head young ladies why gave me one look and then moved slowly forward. The music did not materialize but the old man danced solemnly first with why and then with me While the old crone sat dreamily in the corner swinging the candle in time. Later when the old man had limped off to bed after kissing