This movement was made in perfect silence.
Presently the two girls join hands overhead; and, crying out, "Ahloo! ahloo!" wave them to and fro.

Upon which the ring begins to circle slowly; the dancers moving sideways, with their arms a little drooping.

Soon they quicken their pace; and, at last, fly round and round: bosoms heaving, hair streaming, flowers dropping, and every sparkling eye circling in what seemed a line of light.
Meanwhile, the pair within are passing and repassing each other incessantly.

Inclining sideways, so that their long hair falls far over, they glide this way and that; one foot continually in the air, and their fingers thrown forth, and twirling in the moonbeams.
"Ahloo! ahloo!" again cry the dance queens; and coming together in the middle of the ring, they once more lift up the arch, and stand motionless.
"Ahloo! ahloo!" Every link of the circle is broken; and the girls, deeply breathing, stand perfectly still.

They pant hard and fast a moment or two; and then, just as the deep flush is dying away from their faces, slowly recede, all round; thus enlarging the ring.
Again the two leaders wave their hands, when the rest pause; and now, far apart, stand in the still moonlight like a circle of fairies.
Presently, raising a strange chant, they softly sway themselves, gradually quickening the movement, until, at length, for a few passionate moments, with throbbing bosoms and glowing cheeks, they abandon themselves to all the spirit of the dance, apparently lost to everything around.