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OF LONDON, 115 mud—immediately called her servant Sally to assist her, and hurried toward the table which the new comers had selected. Some gin, Peg, you old witch! my sister Loo is thiraty, and we must moisten ber poor chest. The company drank, smoked, and drank again for about an hour, about which time a consider- _ able siir was made in the street. ' nail precipitately left the house, with Mike, and ran through the alley toward the theatre. The two brothers in lew soon found themselves upon the principal entrance to Covent Garden, the doors of which had ait that moment been ' thrown open, CHAPTER XVI. ’ When Snail and Mike his brother in law reach- Sod the front of the theatre, the scene had com- pletely changed its aspect. The population which had crowded the drinking houses, the several groups whieh had before been spread over Long Acre, Hart street, and Russel street, had ali con- - glomerated before the theatre. It was a factitious © _ crowd—a crowd, the half of which bad ne$ the i ‘intention of entering the theatre: the other half was composed of pickpockets and policemen; the former rere hard at work, the latter locking en with thot imperturbable calainess that so bighly A distinguishes the policemen of London, Roe TE ig at the monient of the first opening of the - doors, t that she crowd rush in ;—the pubie ot othei- pas +S . EOmIcbooks-com