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At intervals a couple would approach the doorway for air, and the haze no longer veiling their features, the demigods resolved themselves into the homely personalities of her own next door neighbours. Could Trantridge in two or three short hours have metamorphosed itself thus madly! ¡¡¡¡Some Sileni of the throng sat on benches and hay-trusses by the wall; and one of them recognized her. ¡¡¡¡`The maids don't think it respectable to dance at "The Flower-de-Luce",' he explained. `They don't like to let everybody see which be their fancy-men. Besides, the house sometimes shuts up just when their lints begin to get greased. So we come here and send out for liquor.' ¡¡¡¡`But when be any of you going home?' asked Tess with some anxiety. ¡¡¡¡`Now - almost directly. This is all but the last jig.'