Works . which there was nobodyparticular, passed off calmly enough, but when Miss Snevellicciwent on in the second, accompanied by the phenomenon aschild, what a roar of applause broke out! The people inthe Borum box rose as one man, waving their hats and hand-kerchiefs, and uttering shouts of Bravo ! Mrs. Borum andthe governess cast wreaths upon the stage, of which, somefluttered into the lamps, and one crowned the temples of afat gentleman in the pit, who, looking eagerly towardsthe scene, remained unconscious of the honor; the tailor andhis family kicked at the panels of the upper boxes til
Works . which there was nobodyparticular, passed off calmly enough, but when Miss Snevellicciwent on in the second, accompanied by the phenomenon aschild, what a roar of applause broke out! The people inthe Borum box rose as one man, waving their hats and hand-kerchiefs, and uttering shouts of Bravo ! Mrs. Borum andthe governess cast wreaths upon the stage, of which, somefluttered into the lamps, and one crowned the temples of afat gentleman in the pit, who, looking eagerly towardsthe scene, remained unconscious of the honor; the tailor andhis family kicked at the panels of the upper boxes till theythreatened to come out altogether; the very ginger-beer boyremained transfixed in the centre of the house; a youngofficer, supposed to entertain a passion for Miss Snevellicci,stuck his glass in his eye as though to hide a tear. Againand again Miss Snevellicci curtseyed lower and lower, andagain and again the applause came down, louder and length, when the phenomenon picked up one of the. NICHOLASS CRACK SCENE. 381 smoking wreaths and put it on, sideways, over Miss Snevellicciseye, it reached its climax, and the play proceeded. But when Nicholas came on for his crack scene with , what a clapping of hands there was! When (who was his unworthy mother) sneered, and calledhim presumptuous boy, and he defied her, what a tumultof applause came on! When he quarrelled with the othergentleman about the young lady, and producing a case ofpistols, said, that if he was a gentleman, he would fight himin that drawing-room, until the furniture was sprinkled withthe blood of one, if not of two—how boxes, pit, and gallery,joined in one most vigorous cheer! When he called hismother names, because she wouldnt give up the young ladysproperty, and she relenting, caused him to relent likewise, andfall down on one knee and ask her blessing, how the ladiesin the audience sobbed ! When he was hid behind the curtainin the dark, and the wicked relation poked a s
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