The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1850-05-02


glass; my eyes had vacant appearance
and my hair--only my hair-nothing else
looked drunk.
Somebody said to me, "Let us 60 to the
theatre, Coppsrficldw w There was no bed.
room before me, but again the jingling table
covered with glasses; the lamp; Granger on
my right hand, Markham on my left, and
Steerforth opeosite--alI sitting in a mist, and
long way off. The theatres To be sure.
The very thing. Come along! But they
must excuse me if Isaw everybody out first,
and turned the lamp ofc-in case of fire.
Owing to some confusion in the dark, the
door was gone. was feeling for it in the
window curtains, when Steerforth, laughing,
took me by the arm and led me out We
went downstairs, one behind another.
Near the bottom, somebody fell, and rolled
down. Somebody said it was Coprerfield
l was angry at that false report, and, finding
myself on my back in the passage, oegan
10 think there might be some foundation for
it.
A very foggy night, with great rings round
the lamps in the streets. There was an in
distinct talk of its being wet. 1 considered
it frosty. Steerfonh busted me under a
lamp-post, and put my hat in shape, which
somebody produced from somewhere in a
most extraordinary manner, for hadn't had
i! on before .-Steerforh then said, "You are
all right, Copperfeld, are You not 2" and
told him "Never better"
man, sitting in pigeon-hole place,
looked out of the fog, and took money from
somebody inquiring if was one of the gem
tlemen paid for, and appearing rather doubt.
ful (as remember'in the glimpse had of
him. whether to take the money for me or
not Shortly afterwards, we were very nigh
up in very hot theatre, looking down into
large pit, that seemed 10 me 10 smoke the
people with whom it was crammed were so
indistinct. There was great stage, too,
looking very clean and smooth after the
streets; and there were people upon it, talk.
about something or other, but not at all in
telliglbly. There was an sabundance of
bright lights, and there was music, and there
were ladies down IN the boxes, and l don't
know what more. The whole building look
ed 10 me as if itwere learning to swim; it
conducted itself in such an uuaccountable
manner, when l tried to steady it. =.
On somebody's motion, we resolved to 90
down stairs tn the dtess-boxes where the la
dies were. A gentleman lounging, full .dres-
sed, on sofa, with an opera-glass in his
hand, passed before my view, and also my
own figure at full length in glass. Then l
was being ushered in one of these boxes,
and found myself saying something as sat
down, and people about me saying 'Silencer'
to somebody, and ladies casting indignant
glances at me, and-what yes Agnes,
sitting on the seat before me, in the same
box, with lady and gentleman besike her,
whom didn't know. see her face now,
better than l Gid then, l dare say, with its in
deliable look of regret and wonder turned
upon me.
I "Agnes!" ! said thickly, 'Lorblessmer
Agnes n
"IIush Prayw she answered, I could
not conceive why. "You disturb the COM
pany. Look at the stage"
Itried, on her injunction, TO fix it, and 10
hear something of what was goingon there,
but quite in vain. looked al her again by
and-by, and saw her shrink into her corner,
and put her hand to her forehead!
"Agnes n' said, "T'm afraid you'reuor-
WE'LL"
eyes, yes. Do not mind me, Trotwood,"
she returned care you going away
soon W
"Amigoarawaysoon ?" repeated.
eyes"
l had stupid intention of replying that l
was going to wait, TO hand her down stairs.
| suppose expressed it, some how; for af-
ter she had looked at me attentively for lit
tie while, she appeared to understal d, and
replied in low tone:
~ know you will do as ask you, if tell
you am very earnest in it. Go away now,
Trolwood, for my sake, and ask your friends
TO take you home."
She had so Far improved me, for the time,
that though was angry with her, l felt a.
shamed, and with short "Goori |" (Which
intended for "Good nightw) got up and
went away. They followed, and I stepped
at once out of the box.door into my bed
room, where only Steerforth was with me,
helping me TO uDdress, and where was by
turns telling him that Agnes was my sister,
and adjuring him TO bring the cork-screw,
that I might open another bottle of wine.
How somebody lying in my bed, lay say
ing and going all this over again, at cross pur-
poses, in a feveIish dream all night-the bed
rocking sea that was never still ! How, as
that somebody slowly settled down into my.
self, did | begin to parch, and feel as il my
outer covering of skin we're hard board I;
my tongue the bottom Of an empty kettle,
faned with long service, and burning up o.
yer a slow fire, the palms Of my hands, hot
plates Of metal, which no ice could cool!
But the agony of mind, the remorse, and
shame fell, when became conscious next