Ralph Henry Barbour,
Black Cat, Volume 30, Number 3…
(1898)
“ The pair hurried away, and Sin Loo now noticed that both music and dancing had ceased and that all Paradise was flocking to the far end of the hall. To be alone was more terrifying than to be amidst the crowd; in Loo’s case safety lay in numbers; and with his baskets flopping to and fro he scuttled down the room, a ludicrous little figure, slipping and sliding on the waxed surface of the ball-room floor like a duck on ice. The queen of the goddesses, assisted by lesser deities, was going and coming amongst the crowd, forming it couple by couple into line of march. ”
