you wo n't send me home this evening , will you ? '' whispered Dot . He had been very near it , though . There wanted but one living creature to make the party complete ; and , in the twinkling of an eye , there he was , very thirsty with hard running , and engaged in hopeless endeavours to squeeze his head into a narrow pitcher . He had gone with the cart to its journey 's end , very much disgusted with the absence of his master , and stupendously rebellious to the Deputy . After lingering about the stable for some little time , vainly attempting to incite the old horse to the mutinous act of returning on his own account , he had walked into the taproom , and laid himself down before the fire . But , suddenly yielding to the conviction that the Deputy was a humbug , and must be abandoned , he had got up again , turned tail , and come home . There was a dance in the evening . With which general mention of that recreation , I should have left it alone , if I had not some reason to suppose that it was quite an original dance , and one of a most uncommon figure . It was formed in an odd way ; in this way . Edward , that sailor-fellow -- a good free dashing sort of fellow he was -- had been telling them various marvels concerning parrots , and mines , and Mexicans , and gold dust , when all at once he took it in his head to jump up from his seat and propose a dance ; for Bertha 's harp was there , and she such a hand upon it as you seldom hear . Dot -LRB- sly little piece of affectation when she chose -RRB- said her dancing days were over ; I think because the Carrier was smoking his pipe , and she liked sitting by him best . Mrs. Fielding had no choice , of course , but to say her dancing days were over , after that ; and everybody said the same , except May ; May was ready . So , May and Edward get up , amid great applause , to dance alone ; and Bertha plays her liveliest tune . Well ! if you 'll believe me , they had not been dancing five minutes , when suddenly the Carrier flings his pipe away , takes Dot round the waist , dashes out into the room , and starts off with her , toe and heel , quite wonderfully . 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 into the middle of the dance , and is 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 with them , is your only principle of footing it . Hark !
how the Cricket joins the music XXXXX its Chirp , Chirp , Chirp ; and how the kettle hums !
after amid as by for in of over upon with