It was just a glimpse from a railed footway and then a buttress hid the place and they were going on towards the markets....
The roar of the multitude was near now: it leapt to thunder.

And, arresting his attention, a fluttering of black banners, the waving of blue canvas and brown rags, and the swarming vastness of the theatre near the public markets came into view down a long passage.

The picture opened out.

He perceived they were entering the great theatre of his first appearance, the great theatre he had last seen as a chequer-work of glare and blackness in his flight from the red police.

This time he entered it along a gallery at a level high above the stage.