Close to midnight, the landlord opened the curtains and pushed the door ajar.
"It will get warm here," he explained, "it's good, yes, cooler air."
And with that he lifted two tables, one in each hand, and placed them one atop the other at one side of the room. With this impressive show of dextrous strength he prepared the room for dancing.
At this, the room began to fill and a group of musicians set themselves up in one corner: I saw two fiddles and a guitar being tuned while someone else uncovered a piano I hadn't noticed until then.