1 JUNE 1850, Page 11

A little proverbe by M. Alfred de Musset, entitled Il

fait qu'une porte soil ouverte ou fcrnsie, and recently produced at the St. James's, is worth seeing, partly because it belongs to a class of drama not too familiar, to the English public, partly because it is an admirable specimen of the French power of constructing even where there is nothing to construct. A flirtation between a count and a marchioness, the former of whom calls on the latter to escape ennui and the inclemencres of a winter's day, and the progress of that flirtation, during one single interview, to a solemn arrangement for a marriage, is the whole subject ; and the two persons interested are the only persons in the drama. The dialogue is remarkable foritsneatness, and, -if we may be allowed the expression, its conventional naturalness ; and the piece is played to the perfection of French polish by M. Lafont and Mademoiselle NathiRe.