Hayes watching him the night before at Dibblees’. Mrs. Hayes sat inconspicuously to his left, a row back. She was far more interested in the musical performances than she was in him, proving to Haverton that any notice she had taken in him had been imaginary. This performance began with a violin virtuoso, Leonardo Benenati, who played to a full house. During the final interval the theater attendance grew for the much anticipated finale of the heralded Italian musician, Signore Giuseppe Genualdi, playing selected compositions of Herr Beethoven. A footman entered the box and handed Haverton a slip of parchment. He unfolded the note. Please come by and pay your respects. Celeste. The Marquess looked from the note to the theater boxes across the way. Celeste was here, sitting four boxes to the left. And he would, as she had requested, pay his respects. He owed her that much. Their parting had been amicable, there was no reason to be uncivil now. He would gladly call on her as she asked. Minutes later, Haverton stepped through the heavy drapes in Celeste’s box.
