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resolved not to wait for them any longer, but to 

 start in the morning. 



The last night was spent in the usual happy 

 manner; a bright moon lent its assistance to 

 illumine the little forest glades, where merry 

 dancers, in numerous small and quick revolving 

 circles, kept up a continued chorus, with the usual 

 accompaniment of sharp clapping hands. 



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