10. Crowds gathered to watch them and they rose to the occasion.

Seeming to move faster and faster all of the time. Elsewhere, smaller groups of dancers were jigging and jiving away, moving rhythmically to the music.
The dream-like Yugoslavian dancer who travelled from Port Aux Basques, Leinaryma Llufeac Pauron, (some say she was brought up by nuns in a convent and denied all the pleasures of youth,) was making the most of it all. She spent all her time going round and round grabbing whichever male took her fancy and either careering off with him into the woods or on to the dance floor. She had never had so much fun in all her life.
So it went on and on. It lasted five days and five nights in all.
Jeffrey, Quigley, Commissioner Wrigglesworth, Commissioner Pomeroy of Public Utilities (a family friend of Wrigglesworth), and Governor Marshall, all seen with assorted women throughout the festivities, easily threw away all their inhibitions of office as they bedded, traded and swapped hoary jokes between themselves and their innumerable women. Wrigglesworth went along with a local tradition that whichever family had a first born child after the festivities had ended would add his name to their own and be financially rewarded with 100 golden guineas for throwing themselves so wholeheartedly into the festivities so to speak.
And so it came about that the McDade family had five children who took the name of Wrigglesworth - McDade to this very day. But the gift of money that was promised by Wrigglesworth for the first child who took his name was conveniently forgotten about by the great man himself. To this day there is still a grievance amongst the McDades that Wrigglesworth was not a man of his word.