Chapters (16)
- Cover Page
- Dedication
- Cast of Characters
- Part One: Curtain Up
- CHAPTER 1First Week
- CHAPTER 2Second Week
- CHAPTER 3Third Week
- CHAPTER 4Fourth Week
- CHAPTER 5Fifth Week.Dress Rehearsals and First Night
- Part Two: Curtain Call
- CHAPTER 6Catastrophe
- CHAPTER 7The Junior Element
- CHAPTER 8Development
- CHAPTER 9Finis
- By the Same Author
- About the Publisher
‘Did you guess?’ said Robin, rallying.
‘Only after you gave the hint. Macbeth and all his men wore black lambskin tunics, didn’t they?’
‘Yes.’
‘And Seyton wore a heavy belt to support the claidheamh-mor?’
‘That’s right.’
‘And when he took it off it showed the wear – the lambskin all flattened and worn?’
‘Yes. Only when his cloak-thing shifted for a second.’
‘I should have noticed and I didn’t. You’ve been a great help, Robin.’
‘Will I have to give evidence?’ Robin asked hopefully.
‘Not if he confesses.’
‘Oh.’
‘I just wanted to thank you.’
‘You didn’t notice at the time, sir. I expect you would have,’ said Robin kindly. ‘When you got round to it.’
‘I hope so,’ Alleyn said meekly.
‘Hi!’ Robin shouted. ‘William!’ And tore off round the house.
Peregrine reappeared. He carried a long package carefully wrapped in brown paper. ‘Do you know what’s in here?’ he asked.
Alleyn took it, passed his hands over it and weighed it. ‘Dummy swords?’ he asked.
‘Right. The wooden swords used for rehearsing the fight while Gaston made the steel ones. Being Gaston, they are needlessly ornate and highly finished. Now look at this.’
He gave Alleyn an open envelope addressed to ‘Master William Smith’. ‘Read it,’ he said.
Alleyn took it out.
Master William Smith.
I regret that I, having been much engaged of late, forgot the promise I made you at the beginning of the season. I have, as some compensation, included both weapons. You will be anxious to learn their correct usage. Treat them with the utmost care and respect. Regrettably, I shall not be at liberty to teach you but Mr Simon Morten will no doubt be glad to do so. You will be a good actor.
I remain,
Your obedient servant,
Gaston Sears
‘Shall I give them to the boy? And the letter?’
After a long pause, Alleyn said: ‘I don’t know William. If he is a sensible boy and respects the tools of his trade – yes. I think you should.’
By the Same Author
A Man Lay Dead
Enter a Murderer
The Nursing Home Murder
Death in Ecstasy
Vintage Murder
Artists in Crime
Death in a White Tie
Overture to Death
Death at the Bar
Surfeit of Lampreys
Death and the Dancing Footman
Colour Scheme
Died in the Wool
Final Curtain
Swing, Brother, Swing
Opening Night
Spinsters in Jeopardy
Scales of Justice
Off With His Head
Singing in the Shrouds
False Scent
Hand in Glove
Dead Water
Death at the Dolphin
Clutch of Constables
When in Rome
Tied up in Tinsel
Black As He’s Painted
Last Ditch
Grave Mistake
Photo-Finish
Light Thickens
Black Beech and Honeydew (autobiography)