stood
still and
began
smiling
and bowing
in all
directions.
Then other
men and
women with
bare legs
danced;
then again
the king
shouted
something
to music,
and they
all began
singing.
But
suddenly a
storm came
on,
chromatic
scales and
chords
with the
diminishing
sevenths
could be
heard in
the
orchestra,
and they
all ran
off,
dragging
one of the
performers
again
behind the
scenes,
and the
curtain
dropped.
Again a
fearful
uproar of
applause
