The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 114: what you’re looking at

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112 MYSTERIES slipped a paper into his hand, and ‘wisppee ) among the crowd. As he was asonndine the ateps, | Rio Santo unfolded the paper, which he read, un-@ perceived: Leit Side, No. 3—the Princess de® Longueville, “| An excellent opportunity, said he to himself giving a side glance at the countess, | The princess wili make her entrance in ae world, in a& very itting manner, | CHAPTER XV. The Theatre Royal, Covent Garden, fronts into. Bow-street, and on the north is bounded by Hart- | street. It is a spacious building, and its archi- tecture is mederately graceful. Its principal me- rit consists in not haying been built by the inevi- table and terrible Mr. Nash, whieh is agreat and fortunate fate chance. | On the evening in question, a German opera was to be played at Covent Garden, The ordi- nary actors of the theatre were reposing on their laurels, and had.ceded the stage to a German company, who were to sing the opera of the Freyschutz, by Weber. It was a foreign compo- ; sition, to be executed hy foreigners. ‘ The Bota and gentry could therefore attend this performance without too much comprontising their dignity. From half past five o’clock until the opening of the doors, a dense crowd surround - ed the entrance to the theaire, The puulic aenecs of the neighbourhood, now igen Up,” ie @ ‘ ce : < camicbooks. com ee oy an RCS ee iuats