Out of the waistcoat-pocket protruded a little nosegay of sweet-williams and musk.
The girls carried their "posies," as they called them, in their neatly folded pocket-handkerchiefs.

Two musicians--one quite a young blade, in a laced coat with a stiff cravat, mid the other the well-known Peter Cripple, "Musikanti" as he was called--led the procession.

They both played one and the same piece, but each according to his own manner.

It was both good and old.
They now began to draw lots, who should dance before the door of the family and who before that of the steward; after which the two parties drew lots for the musicians.

The girls seated themselves in a row upon the bench, from whence they were chosen.