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Mortal men are liable to motor accidents; even kings' cars have backfired; but it seems strange that actor-managers are not specially exempt from these occurrences. Mr Levinski was not only angry; he was also a little shocked. When an actor-manager has to walk two miles to the nearest town on a winter evening one may be pardoned a doubt as to whether all is quite right with the world.
There was something in the playing of the principal actor which moved him strangely. He looked at his programme. "Othello Mr EUSTACE MERROWBY." Mr Levinski frowned thoughtfully. "Merrowby?" he said to himself. "I don't know the name, but he's the man I want." He was finishing breakfast next morning when Mr Merrowby was announced. "Ah, good-morning," said Mr Levinski, "good-morning.
She slid down from her perch and approached him, crying roughly, "Don't you remember Joe Levinski?" Hammon shook his head. "He worked for you in the Bessemer plant of the old Kingman mill. Don't you remember?" "There were four thousand men " "He was killed when the converter dumped. You were rushing the work. Do you remember now?" Her words came swift and shrill.
He waved Eustace away and took up the Directory again with a business-like air. And so Eustace Merrowby came to London. It is a great thing for a young actor to come to London. As Mr Levinski had warned him, his new part was not so big as that of Othello; he had to say "Hofo tsetse!" which was alleged to be Kaffir for "Down, sir!" to the big ostrich.
He had to amuse himself with something that evening, and the choice apparently lay between Othello and the local Directory. He picked up the Directory. By a lucky chance for Eustace Merrowby it was three years old. Mr Levinski put on his fur coat and went to see Othello. For some time he was as bored as he had expected to be, but half-way through the Third Act he began to wake up.
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