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Chapter 7 It took a few moments for Leander to recall where he was when the curtain fell on the first act of Othello. He’d been worried before the play began that he would by distracted by the audience. It seemed that most of the people attending—especially those in the more expensive boxes—were more concerned with their own performances than anything happening on the stage. He was relieved that once the curtain went up, the audience became quieter, making it easy for Leander to lose himself in the play. As promised, Mayfield had checked at the Theatre Royal and discovered that a box was held for the Earl of Dearborne, and that Othello was the play being performed. They had made plans to attend in two days’ time. Just hours before they were to leave, however, Mayfield had sent word that