He was at a Bowery theatre, to see a Christmas pantomime.

It was a fairy spectacle, and the stage was crowded with ballet-girls.

There was one among them, the loveliest creature, it seemed to him, he had ever seen, with whom, in one mad moment, he fell passionately in love.

A friend of his, by name Furniss, laughed at his raptures.

'Don't you know her, Harry ?' said he; 'she boards in the same house with you.