The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 152: what you’re looking at

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150 MYSTERIES instant opening the-door. Noone attempted to come oute The policemen held their staffs ready to knock down the first person who might present himself, but all was still as death. But notwith- standing that the box door wasopen, it was still sufficiently obscure for parties to conceal them- selves. The police officer who was, as it happened @ man of courage, boldly went in and pulled down thesereen. A flood of light was instantly admitted, but the box was empty. CHAPTER XXII, The emotion which had thus been created in the fashionable part of the theatre, soon gained the upper boxesand the galleries. Every one was talking of Lady B——, and the duke, and the crown diamond. It is the last day of robberies! exclaimed de Lantures Luces, as he hurried into Lady Camp- bel]l’s box. Will you permit me, my lady—will you permit me, Miss Trevor, to look at this fan, which, I speak seriously, is the most exqusite one I have seen in Londen, Pray, tell us, viscount, have they caught the robber ? asked Lady Campbell. The robber, madara ? Pray be so good as to specify whether you are speaking of my rebber, or i Lady B——’s—of my eye glass, or the ring ? Why, viscount, they say the diamond was works i twenty thousand pounds. Madam, his royal highness is rich, and I am ‘ ‘ comicbooks. com m |