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THE PROMENADE.
We sat directly in front of Mrs. Partington at Jullien's
concert, one night, and were pleased to witness the marked
attention that she paid to the performance. The first
part had been concluded, and the “fifteen minutes' intermission
for promenade,” announced on the bill, had been
well spent, when we felt a finger laid upon the arm that
rested upon the back of the next seat, and a whispered
voice was breathed into our sinister ear:
“When is he going to carry it round?”
We looked at her inquiringly, and she looked inquiringly
back again.
“Carry it round?”
“Yes,” replied she, “the promenade here. 'T is the
refreshment part of the entertainment, is n't it?”
We explained to her the meaning of the word “promenade,”
and, with a long drawn “O!” like an extended
cipher, she sank back into her seat. Ike was blowing
peas at a gentleman's boot projecting through the lattice
work of the gallery.
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