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Robert Adam, having returned from his travels in France and Italy, had designed and built, in conjunction with his brother James, Adelphi Terrace about 1769, and subsequently Portland Place, and other streets and houses of a like character; the furniture being made, under the direction of Robert, to suit the interiors.
But, at least, the melodrama has one indisputable advantage over the realistic story. The melodrama is much more like life. It is much more like man, and especially the poor man. It is very banal and very inartistic when a poor woman at the Adelphi says, "Do you think I will sell my own child?" But poor women in the Battersea High Road do say, "Do you think I will sell my own child?"
I have seen the whole Adelphi company including Frederick Yates, his charming wife, Paul Bedford, John Reeve, O. Smith, and others fail to draw; in fact at one engagement they played night after night to almost empty benches. This was, I think, in 1838.
As the shops had charms for Peggotty which I never knew them possess in the same degree for anybody else, I sauntered easily along, amused by her staring in at the windows, and waiting for her as often as she chose. We were thus a good while in getting to the Adelphi. On our way upstairs, I called her attention to the sudden disappearance of Mrs.
I must have been as blind as a mole, and as earthy, if I hadn't. Fine road from Chester to Liverpool, which city had an air of opulent magnificence seen from the ferry, as we neared her rather like a huge, modern Venice. Lunched there, at the Adelphi, on the fat of the land, and had some trouble finding the way out of town.
Leaving their luggage in charge of his valet, to be got through the custom house, Lord Vincent hurried Claudia into a cab, followed her, and gave the direction: "To the Crown and Miter." "Why not go to the Adelphi? All Americans go there, and I think it the best hotel in the city," said Claudia. "The Crown and Miter will serve our turn," was the curt reply of the viscount.
"On the Sunday following," so the sequel reads, "Captain Stony was married to the lady in whose behalf he had thus hazarded his life." Duels were so common in those days that Gibbon probably heard nothing about the fight in the Adelphi when he took rooms there one hot August day in 1787. Besides, he had more important matters to occupy his thoughts.
They crossed the quadrangle together without speaking. The bird call from SIEGFRIED whistled softly followed them from the steps of the porch. Cranly turned, and Dixon, who had whistled, called out: Where are you fellows off to? What about that game, Cranly? They parleyed in shouts across the still air about a game of billiards to be played in the Adelphi hotel.
‘Adelphi. ‘Monday morning.’ ‘A Member of Parliament’s daughter!’ ejaculated Amelia, in an ecstatic tone. ‘A Member of Parliament’s daughter!’ repeated Miss Maria, with a smile of delight, which, of course, elicited a concurrent titter of pleasure from all the young ladies. ‘It’s exceedingly delightful!’ said Miss Amelia; whereupon all the young ladies murmured their admiration again.
That was another of Peter's expressions; they shared together a number of such stilted, high-sounding phrases, mostly culled either out of Adelphi melodrama or the fiction of a by-gone age. To-night, when the cloth had been removed that they might eat fruit, Denis was informed that there was a gentleman waiting to see him.
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