You will observe that the ceiling is ornamented with the beams that support the boards, and tastefully hung with cobwebs.
The characters in the tragedy are all dressed, and their own clothes are scattered in hurried confusion over the wooden dresser which surrounds the room.

That snuff-shop-looking figure, in front of the glass, is _Banquo_: and the young lady with the liberal display of legs, who is kindly painting his face with a hare's foot, is dressed for _Fleance_.
The large woman, who is consulting the stage directions in Cumberland's edition of _Macbeth_, is the _Lady Macbeth_ of the night; she is always selected to play the part, because she is tall and stout, and _looks_ a little like Mrs.Siddons--at a considerable distance.

That stupid-looking milksop, with light hair and bow legs--a kind of man whom you can warrant town-made--is fresh caught; he plays _Malcolm_ to-night, just to accustom himself to an audience.

He will get on better by degrees; he will play _Othello_ in a month, and in a month more, will very probably be apprehended on a charge of embezzlement.

The black-eyed female with whom he is talking so earnestly, is dressed for the 'gentlewoman.' It is _her_ first appearance, too--in that character.
The boy of fourteen who is having his eyebrows smeared with soap and whitening, is _Duncan_, King of Scotland; and the two dirty men with the corked countenances, in very old green tunics, and dirty drab boots, are the 'army.' 'Look sharp below there, gents,' exclaims the dresser, a red-headed and red-whiskered Jew, calling through the trap, 'they're a-going to ring up.
The flute says he'll be blowed if he plays any more, and they're getting precious noisy in front.' A general rush immediately takes place to the half-dozen little steep steps leading to the stage, and the heterogeneous group are soon assembled at the side scenes, in breathless anxiety and motley confusion.
'Now,' cries the manager, consulting the written list which hangs behind the first P.S, wing, 'Scene 1, open country--lamps down--thunder and lightning--all ready, White ?' [This is addressed to one of the army.] 'All ready.'-- 'Very well.