{"product_id":"2940013427648","title":"THE PIT","description":"I\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt eight o'clock in the inner vestibule of the Auditorium Theatre by\u003cbr\u003ethe window of the box office, Laura Dearborn, her younger sister Page,\u003cbr\u003eand their aunt--Aunt Wess'--were still waiting for the rest of the\u003cbr\u003etheatre-party to appear. A great, slow-moving press of men and women in\u003cbr\u003eevening dress filled the vestibule from one wall to another. A confused\u003cbr\u003emurmur of talk and the shuffling of many feet arose on all sides, while\u003cbr\u003efrom time to time, when the outside and inside doors of the entrance\u003cbr\u003echanced to be open simultaneously, a sudden draught of air gushed in,\u003cbr\u003edamp, glacial, and edged with the penetrating keenness of a Chicago\u003cbr\u003eevening at the end of February.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Italian Grand Opera Company gave one of the most popular pieces of\u003cbr\u003eits repertoire on that particular night, and the Cresslers had invited\u003cbr\u003ethe two sisters and their aunt to share their box with them. It had\u003cbr\u003ebeen arranged that the party should assemble in the Auditorium\u003cbr\u003evestibule at a quarter of eight; but by now the quarter was gone and\u003cbr\u003ethe Cresslers still failed to arrive.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I don't see,\" murmured Laura anxiously for the last time, \"what can be\u003cbr\u003ekeeping them. Are you sure Page that Mrs. Cressler meant here--inside?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe was a tall young girl of about twenty-two or three, holding herself\u003cbr\u003eerect and with fine dignity. Even beneath the opera cloak it was easy\u003cbr\u003eto infer that her neck and shoulders were beautiful. Her almost extreme\u003cbr\u003eslenderness was, however, her characteristic; the curves of her figure,\u003cbr\u003ethe contour of her shoulders, the swell of hip and breast were all low;\u003cbr\u003efrom head to foot one could discover no pronounced salience. Yet there\u003cbr\u003ewas no trace, no suggestion of angularity. She was slender as a willow\u003cbr\u003eshoot is slender--and equally graceful, equally erect.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47145675260144,"sku":"2940013427648","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013427648_p0.jpg?v=1763581357","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013427648","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}