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302                       MEMOIRS OF JOSEPH GKRIMAIDI.

endeavour to imitate Mm in this respect, they would he more at
ease themselves, and place their audiences more at ease also.

"While playing in "Baron Munchausen" at Covent Garden,
one evening very shortly after Ellar's accident, he ohserved his
Eoyal Highness the Duke of York, accompanied hy Sir Godfrey
"Webster and another gentleman, sitting in his Eoyal High.
ness's private box, and laughing very heartily at the piece.
Upon his coming off the stage about the middle of the panto-
mime, he found Sir Godfrey waiting for him.

" Hard work, Grimaldi !"

"Hard and hot, Sir Godfrey!"

"Have a pinch of snuff, Grimaldi," said Sir Godfrey: "it
will refresh you." With this he produced from behind him,
where he had been holding it, the largest snuff-box Grimaldi
had ever beheld. The sight of it amused Mm much. Sir
Godfrey laughed and said, " Take it to that gentleman,"
pointing to the pantaloon, who was on the stage, " and see if
he would like a pinch."

Grimaldi willingly complied, and having shortly afterwards
to enact a foppish scene, swaggered about the stage, ostenta-
tiously displaying this huge box, wMch from its enormous size
really looked like a caricature made expressly for the purpose,
and offered a pinch to the pantaloon with all that affectation of
politeness in which he was so ludicrous. The audience laughed
at its gigantic size, and the pantaloon, looking suspiciously at
Trim, demanded,

" Where did you get this box ?"

TO'this, affecting modest reserve and diffidence, he made no
answer, but turned away his head.

"You've stolen it!" continued Pantaloon.

TMs the injured Clown strongly denied upon his honour, with
many bows and slides, and averred it was a gift.

" Given to you!" cried the Pantaloon: " and pray, who gave
it to you?" tumbles, and who