All things considered, it was not surprising that Mr. Labouchere's
proprietorship of the Queen's Theatre was a financial failure.
Joseph Hatton gives a curious description of the way in which Mr.
Labouchere managed the business, the facts of which he got from the
same personal interview already quoted: "Sometimes he brought out
plays himself. He generally lost by them, but now and then had a
success. Occasionally in the preparations for a new production he
would go abroad. When particularly wanted by the management, he
could not be found. The work went on, however, all the same, and so
did the loss. Once he was advised to cram the house for a week with
orders, so that nobody could get in. The traditional 'Full' was
posted at all the entrances. He did this on condition that, after a
week, every one should be compelled to pay. When the second week
came the house was empty. Then the actors complained. {104} They
could not act to empty benches. 'Why don't you draw?' was
Labouchere's reply to their grievance. 'Draw! confound it! Why
don't you draw?' He announced Shakespearean revivals, proposing to
produce one new play of the bard's in splendid style every year.
Notices were put up at all the entrances, inviting the audiences to
vote on the piece. For a long time he worked up quite an excitement
by posting up the result of the voting. 'This was a capital idea; it
increased the number who paid at the door immensely.' Nevertheless
the Queen's did not prove a success, and it has lately been converted
into a co-operative store."[14]
At every period of his life, Mr. Labouchere displayed all the
happiest characteristics of the Bohemian, or, what comes to the same
thing, the instincts of the real aristocrat. He was comfortably at
home in whatever social milieu he happened to find himself--a camp of
nomadic Indians, a Court ball, a rowdy hustings, the manager's room
of a London theatre, the _vie intime_ of a royal country house, or
the bourgeois domesticity of a thrifty German home--and he was
welcomed and appreciated in every one of them--except by the prigs
and the bores.
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