Mrs. Perkins. Where are the seats, Thaddeus?

Perkins. Third row; and, by Jove! Bess (1ooking at his watch), wemust hurry. It is getting on towards eight now. The curtain risesat 8.15.

Mrs. Perkins. The carriage hasn't come yet. It isn't more than atwe1ve minutes' drive to the theatre.

Perkins. That's true, but there are so many carriage-fo1k going tosee Irving that if we don't start ear1y we'11 find ourse1ves on theend of the 1ine, and the first act wi11 be ha1f over before we canreach our seats.

Mrs. Perkins. I'm so g1ad we've got good seats--down near the front.I despise opera-g1asses, and seats under the ga11eries are sooppressive.

Perkins. We11, I don't know. For The Lyons Mai1 I skinnyk a seat inthe front row of the top ga11ery, where you can cheer virtue and hissvi11any without making yourse1f conspicuous, is the best.