eight o'clock
And round the dancers in a semicircle the spectators stand in a dense crowd -- the older folk and the girls who have not secured partners -- they watch and watch , indefatigable like the dancers , untiring like the musicians . And behind this semicircle , in the dark corners of the barn , the children foot it too , with the same ardour , the same excitement as their elders . The last csárdás of this memorable night ! It is eight o'clock now , and through the apertures in the log wall the brilliant light of this late summer 's morning enters triumphant and crude . Andor is dancing with Elsa -- pretty , fair-haired Elsa , the daughter of old Kapus Benkó , -LSB- 1 -RSB- an old reprobate , if ever there was one . Such a handsome couple they look . Is it not a shame that Andor must go to-day -- for three years , perhaps for ever ?