Mr. Branghton junior now inquired of me, whether I had seen the Tower, or St. Paul’s church? and upon my answering in the negative, they proposed making a party to shew them to me. Among other questions, they also asked, if I had ever seen such a thing as an opera? I told them I had.
My friend rose lazily from his armchair and stood with his hands in the pockets of his dressing-gown, looking over my shoulder.