So they went to Wallack’s Theatre, and had got quite interested in the performance, when, all at once, Joshua clutched his companion by the arm.
“What’s the matter?” inquired the wondering Sam.
“Do you see that man?” said Joshua, pointing to a gentleman on the opposite side of the house, in a row near the stage.
“Yes, I see him. He ain’t very handsome. What’s his name?”
“It’s a man from Stapleton, a neighbor of ours. If he sees me, I’m lost!” and Joshua began to tremble. “Let us go out.”
“It’s a pity to lose the play,” said Sam, reluctantly.
“But I’m in danger,” said Joshua, nervously.
“I’ll tell you what. We’ll go out quietly, and go upstairs, where he can’t see us.”
“Do you think it will be safe?”
“Of course it will. Come along.”