Date: 1890
Let them call my carriage.'  And then came a confused sound of wheels outside in the street and shouts echoing through the night, whUe from above came the sound of the dancers, and that resolute, indefatigable violin still going on with the monotonous air of ' Sir Roger de Coverley,' as though it were played by a machine rather than by a man with a weary head and a heavy heart.  Blanche wandered back to recollections of Balholm ; she saw that merry throng in the inn parlour, she saw Ole Kvikne with his kindly smUe, and Herr Falck with his look of content, and she flew down the long lines of merry dancers once more to meet Frithiof — the boyish, happy- looking Frithiof, with whom she had danced ' Sir Roger ' two years ago. '