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"Marie Lloyd, given her first and only job as principal girl at Drury Lane

[Theater], knelt down and said her prayers before climbing into bed, in one scene, to dream of an imaginary lover, but then got so tired of lying there during a long tableau that it got on her nerves. She felt that she must do something. So she yawned, stretched herself, got out of bed, knelt down and searched underneath it for an obvious article not usually mentioned in polite society.

"The effect was instantaneous. Roars of laughter greeted her action. Mothers with their children hastily got up and left the theatre. The criticisms next morning described the pantomime as coarse and vulgar, and the result was disastrous."

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