The theatre was a link between her and Lancelot Vane and thinking of him she walked towards it.
The Fields were crossed by two roads running diagonally from opposite corners and intersecting each other at the centre.

Lavinia took the road which led to the southwestern angle.

Close by this angle was the Duke's Theatre.
Lavinia reached the plain unpretending structure which looked at from the outside might be mistaken for a warehouse, and she gazed at its blank front wondering if fate meant to be kind and give her the chance her soul longed for.

But in spite of Mr.Gay's encouraging hints it seemed impossible that she would ever sing within its walls.
She turned away sorrowfully and came cheek by jowl with a slenderly built thin-faced man whose eyes twinkled humorously, and with mobile lips that somehow suggested comicality.

He stopped and stared; apparently trying to recall some remembrance of her.