Joseph and his brethren were coming to help!
So all London was stirred to its depths.
Vested interests were threatened in innumerable ways, a revolution in public thought and sentiment was imminent, in some way or other, for all classes of society; things were going to be changed.
Things were going to be changed.
And, whether it knew it or not, the Modern Babylon was in the throes of a spiritual revolution.
The Holy Ghost brooded over the waters.
Mr. Andrew Levison sat in his private office at the Frivolity Theatre.
It was a richly furnished and comfortable place.
The walls were decorated with large photographs of the popular actors and actresses of the day. A heavy Turkey carpet covered the floor, a great writing-table of carved oak was littered with papers, electric lights in little silver shells glowed here and there; it was the luxury of a business room.