"In came a fiddler with a music-book, and
went up to the lofty desk, and made an orchestra of it, and tuned like fifty
stomach-aches. In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one vast substantial smile. In came the
three Miss Fezziwigs, beaming and lovable. In came the six young followers
whose hearts they broke . . . In they all came, one after another; some shyly,
some boldly, some gracefully, some awkwardly, some pushing, some pulling; in
they all came, any how...
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