finally carol clapped her hands and said we were all going outside and play follow the leader , the game which asks the burning question : are you ready for tomorrow 's society ? so here now another part of the heart within me beat its last . we walked on without speaking , letting the symphony of the night play on our ears ; a cricket 's chirp blended with the whisper of the wind in the vines and away in the distance a lone dog howled at the moon . 