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“Thus far into the bowels of the land—”

Here the figure of the uncivil gardener met his eyes, seated in the front row of the pit, and grinning like a Scotch terrier with a hair-lip. He made a full stop at this apparition! “Have we marched on,” came the word from the prompter—“Have we marched on,”—echoed Oxford. But all was mist before Richmond’s eyes, indignation was in his heart and silence upon his tongue. Unable to utter a word more, with a flourish of his truncheon he made a furious exit. “Have we marched off,” said the gallant Blunt—and stalked off with the whole army (six in number) after his heroic leader. The scene changed for Richard’s entrance.—Shame and fury battledoor’d our hero about with unmerciful rapidity behind the scenes! He split his wooden truncheon upon the scull of an unlucky lamplighter who stood in his way, and then the call boy’s awful voice was heard bidding him prepare for his second scene. This he managed to get through tolerably well, taking especial care to avoid another glance at the gardener’s fatal countenance.