The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 143: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON, 141 heart, could not refrain from giving an approving - oath. : | Well, my noble brother, my good lord? said the implacable Brian, The eari opened his mouth, asifabout to speak 5 all was again silent,as if by enchantment. The earl, incapable of uttering a single word, - jJooked daggers at his brother, and with a viclent effort closed the curtains of the box. At this very moment a tremendous noise was heard in the galleries and the pit. A new crowd was rushing peil mell into the theatre. and throw: ing themseives tumaltuoasly on the spectators who were already seated. They swore, they fought; all the unoccupied places were taken by assault, and even a part of thosa which were so, It was half past nine, the half price bad just been admitted—a privilege dear to the populace of London, and which it abuses in the most grossly lmopudent manner. Brian withdrew in the midst of this disturb- ance. John received his sweetmeat box, and gave him, in exchange, his fashionable coat. During this time, a singular incident had taken place. As this moment when the disturbance caused py the entrance of the half price, was be: ginning to subside, there was heard proceeding irom the stage box, a shriek of terror or distress, All eyes which had before been directed toward the centre boxes, to enjoy the confusion of the Karl of White Manor, were now turned toward the stage box. There was ssen Lady B—, her features pale and agitated, rushing toward the lobby, calling for help, and immediately after-_ Comichooks:com