
The Shakespeare Stealer
Categories
Fiction, Mystery, Historical Fiction, Young Adult, School, Historical, Adventure, Childrens, Middle Grade, Shakespeare
Content Type
Book
Binding
Paperback
Year
2000
Publisher
Puffin
Language
English
ASIN
0141305959
ISBN
0141305959
ISBN13
9780141305950
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The Shakespeare Stealer Plot Summary
Introduction
In the shadow of Elizabethan England, fourteen-year-old Widge clutched his meager belongings as a hooded stranger dragged him from the only home he'd known. The boy's skill in charactery—a secret system of rapid writing—had caught the attention of dangerous men who saw profit in stolen words. What Widge didn't know was that he was bound for London, tasked with infiltrating Shakespeare's own acting company to steal the script of Hamlet. The mission seemed simple enough for an orphan accustomed to obeying without question. But the Globe Theatre would prove to be more than just another master's workshop. Among the players, Widge would discover friendship, loyalty, and the intoxicating magic of the stage. As the hooded stranger's true identity unraveled and the cost of betrayal became clear, the boy faced an impossible choice: complete his mission and destroy the only family he'd ever known, or risk everything to protect the world that had finally given him a place to belong.
Chapter 1: The Orphan with the Gift of Charactery
The cold Yorkshire morning brought more than frost to young Widge's world. Dr. Bright, his master for seven years, stood in the apothecary counting gold sovereigns with trembling fingers. Ten pounds sterling—more money than the physician had seen in months—clinked onto the wooden table as payment for one small, unremarkable apprentice. The buyer cut an ominous figure. His black cloak swallowed the lamplight, and a deep hood concealed all but a wild beard and the glint of predatory eyes. When he spoke, his voice carried the hollow resonance of a tomb. "Show me," he commanded, and Widge found himself demonstrating the peculiar skill that had sealed his fate. Dr. Bright's charactery was a system of abbreviated writing that could capture spoken words as quickly as they fell from a speaker's lips. Widge had mastered it through years of punishment and practice, transcribing sermons for his plagiarizing master. Now, as his pencil flew across the paper in cryptic symbols, the hooded stranger watched with growing satisfaction. "I hereby convey to the bearer of this paper the services of my former apprentice, Widge," the stranger dictated, pausing only for the boy to catch up. The words felt like a death sentence as Widge inscribed them. "In consideration of which I have accepted the amount of ten pounds sterling." Within the hour, Widge was seated behind the stranger on horseback, his few possessions tied in a bundle, watching the only world he'd known disappear behind them. The man who had bought him offered no name, no destination, no explanation beyond a curt command to stay silent. As they rode south through the gathering darkness, Widge could only wonder what master would pay so dearly for a skill in secret writing. The journey stretched through two grueling days. When they finally stopped at a substantial house in Leicester, Widge learned the first piece of the puzzle. His true master was Simon Bass, a mild-mannered man with a reddish beard who spoke of business ventures and profitable opportunities. The hooded stranger, known only as Falconer, was merely the collector. "You will attend a performance of The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark," Bass explained, his voice deceptively gentle. "You will copy it in Dr. Bright's charactery and deliver it to me." The mission sounded simple enough, but when Widge asked about the consequences of discovery, Bass's smile turned cold. "Falconer will make certain that you do."
Chapter 2: A Dark Mission to London's Playhouse
London hit Widge like a physical blow. The ancient city sprawled along the Thames in a maze of crooked streets and towering tenements, its air thick with smoke and the cries of street vendors. "Close your mouth before your soul flies out," Falconer muttered as they passed through Aldersgate, but Widge couldn't help staring at this center of the civilized world. Their lodgings at The George Inn reflected Falconer's stark nature. Widge was given a pallet in the stables while his keeper took rooms above. For three days they waited, Widge spending his time watching the incredible variety of humanity that flowed past their windows—merchants in sensible clothing, dandies in extravagantly slashed doublets, and prentices his own age wearing identical woollen caps. When Tuesday came, they set out for the Globe Theatre. The journey took them through increasingly squalid streets until they reached the Thames, where plague crosses marked condemned houses and the stench of death mingled with river fog. A wherryman ferried them across to Southwark, and Widge got his first glimpse of the famous playhouse. The Globe rose like an enormous wooden crown, eight-sided and thirty feet high, its thatched roof gleaming white in the afternoon sun. Above the entrance, Atlas bore the world on his shoulders beneath the motto "Totus mundus agit histrionem"—all the world's a stage. The irony wasn't lost on Widge as he clutched his concealed table-book and pencil, preparing to play his own deceptive role. Falconer pressed a penny into the boy's palm and pushed him toward the entrance. "Be certain you put down every word," he commanded, his voice carrying the weight of threat. "No excuses this time." Widge nodded, swallowed by the crowd of playgoers, and found himself swept into the magical, terrifying world of professional theatre. The stage blazed with torches as two guards began the first scene of Hamlet. Their voices rang out over the groundlings, and Widge fumbled frantically with his writing materials, trying to capture every syllable while remaining invisible among the pressing crowd.
Chapter 3: Behind the Curtain: Infiltrating the Lord Chamberlain's Men
The performance of Hamlet proved to be Widge's undoing. Despite his mission, he found himself drawn into the tragedy unfolding before him. The ghost's hollow voice, Hamlet's tortured soliloquies, Ophelia's mad songs—all of it pulled him from the role of spy into that of enthralled audience member. By the play's end, he had missed crucial passages and faced Falconer's wrath with only excuses. His second attempt at theft ended in disaster. Hidden behind the curtains of the upper balcony, Widge had successfully transcribed most of the play when the cannoneer discovered him. The ensuing chaos sent him scrambling down narrow stairs with theatre workers in pursuit, until a cry of "Fire!" changed everything. The cannon had misfired, igniting the thatched roof in a spectacular blaze that threatened to consume the entire building. In the confusion of fire-fighting and evacuation, Widge lost more than just his opportunity for theft. A pickpocket in the crowd relieved him of his precious table-book, leaving him with nothing to show for weeks of dangerous work. Worse still, he had been seen and recognized by members of the acting company, who would remember the strange boy who had disrupted their performance. Fortune, however, sometimes favors the desperate. When Widge was finally caught lurking around the theatre, the Lord Chamberlain's Men mistook his presence for the enthusiasm of a would-be actor. Thomas Pope, the company's clown, saw something promising in the scrawny Yorkshire lad who claimed to have run away from his master to join the players. "We could use another boy," decided John Heminges, the company's business manager, his kind stutter lending warmth to the words. "Nick's golden voice threatens to turn bass any day now." A democratic vote among the company sealed Widge's fate—not as a thief, but as a legitimate prentice to London's premier acting company. The irony was exquisite. In failing at his mission of theft, Widge had achieved something far more valuable: acceptance into the very organization he had been sent to betray. Now he would learn their secrets from within, but at what cost to his conscience and to the growing bonds of friendship he felt with his fellow prentices?
Chapter 4: Finding Family Among Players
Life as a prentice player proved harder than Widge had imagined. Each morning began with manual labor—hauling scenery, spreading fresh rushes on the stage, cleaning costumes. Then came lessons in fencing, dancing, voice projection, and the countless skills required to transform into convincing characters before demanding London audiences. Thomas Pope took Widge into his household, where the boy shared quarters with Alexander Cooke, called Sander, a tall, cheerful lad who became his first real friend. The attic room papered with playbills and ballad sheets felt like a palace compared to his former accommodations. Here, surrounded by other boys who shared his circumstances, Widge began to understand what family might mean. The lessons themselves challenged every assumption about his abilities. Under Mr. Armin's guidance—the same player who had briefly crossed swords with Falconer outside the theatre—Widge learned the basic positions of swordplay. The man's skill was evident from his casual mastery, though Widge couldn't know that this same sword would soon play a crucial role in both their fates. Julian, the company's Ophelia, proved another friend, though one harboring secrets that mirrored Widge's own. The slender boy excelled at playing feminine roles, bringing a natural grace to his performances that even the experienced players admired. During their lessons and rehearsals, Julian showed Widge kindnesses that the orphan had rarely experienced—patient instruction, casual companionship, the simple assumption that friendship was natural and expected. But Nicholas Tooley, called Nick, represented the shadow side of the company family. An older prentice whose voice was changing, he faced the terrifying transition from boy player to adult roles. His frustration manifested as bullying, particularly targeting Widge as the newest and most vulnerable member of their group. The conflict simmered beneath the surface of daily life, waiting for the right moment to explode. When Widge finally received his first speaking role—three lines as a messenger in The Spanish Tragedy—he discovered the intoxicating power of performance. Despite his terror, something magical happened when he stepped onto the stage. The words flowed naturally, the audience responded, and for those brief moments he ceased to be Widge the orphan and became someone else entirely. The addiction had taken hold, though he didn't yet realize its strength.
Chapter 5: Loyalty Tested: The Choice Between Duty and Friendship
The crisis came when Julian's carefully guarded secret was exposed during a fencing accident. Nick's thrust, meant to strike the protective plate over Julian's chest, went high and drew blood—revealing the cloth bindings that concealed feminine curves. The boy player who had fooled everyone for years was exposed as Julia, a girl who had risked everything for the chance to act. The revelation shattered the company's careful balance. Girls were forbidden on the English stage by law, and Her Majesty's recent displeasure over the Essex affair made any violation potentially catastrophic. Julia would have to go, despite her talent and the bonds she had forged with her fellow players. The unfairness of it cut Widge deeply, showing him how precarious their world really was. Nick's downward spiral accelerated after the incident. Humiliated by having unknowingly dueled with a girl, he abandoned the theatre for taverns and gambling halls. When Widge and Sander finally tracked him down, they found him drunk and belligerent, picking fights with university students who mocked his profession. The confrontation turned deadly when Nick drew a stolen sword against a skilled opponent. Only Widge's quick thinking saved Nick's life, using the medical knowledge absorbed during his years with Dr. Bright to staunch the wound that nearly opened Nick's throat. The irony wasn't lost on him—saving the life of someone who had shown him nothing but cruelty. Yet as Julia had told him, the company was a kind of family, and you didn't abandon family members, however difficult they might be. Meanwhile, the crisis deepened when Falconer made contact again. The hooded figure cornered Widge on his way to the theatre, pressing a dagger to his throat and demanding results. "I want that script, and I am accustomed to getting what I want," he growled. The threat was clear: steal the play or face consequences that would make his current troubles seem trivial. The pressure mounted when the company was commanded to perform Hamlet at Whitehall Palace before Queen Elizabeth herself. With Julia gone and Nick incapacitated, Widge found himself thrust into the role of Ophelia—the part he was supposed to be stealing. The irony was bitter: he would have to become the character he had been sent to betray, performing before the most dangerous audience in England.
Chapter 6: Unmasking Falconer: The Final Confrontation
The royal performance at Whitehall transformed Widge's understanding of his own capabilities. Standing before Queen Elizabeth and her glittering court, he felt the same magical transformation that had occurred during his first small role. The words of Shakespeare flowed through him, and he became Ophelia completely—mad, tragic, heartbreakingly real. When the queen herself complimented his performance, saying he would "make a name for himself," Widge realized how far he had traveled from the frightened boy who had first entered the Globe. But success on the stage couldn't resolve his deeper dilemma. Nick's continued absence left the company vulnerable, and when Sander spotted him in a tavern with the mysterious Falconer, the threat became immediate. Widge recognized the hooded figure instantly and understood that his worst fears were being realized. Unable to steal the script himself, his tormentor was recruiting Nick to do the job. The theft came during a performance of Tamburlaine. Widge discovered Nick in the property room, forcing open the trunk that contained the company's precious play books. Their confrontation was brief but desperate—two boys with blunted swords fighting over words on paper that represented everything Widge had learned to value. When Nick's blade struck the protective blood bag, the resulting gore made the wound seem far worse than it was. The chase that followed led to the Thames, where Mr. Armin joined the pursuit. Their boat crashed while shooting the bridge, plunging both rescuer and rescued into the churning water. Only Armin's strength and skill saved Widge from drowning, though they lost Nick and the stolen play in the process. Wet, exhausted, and seemingly defeated, they could only hope to intercept the thief before he could escape London. At Aldersgate, they found their quarry—but the man waiting with a horse wasn't Nick. It was Falconer himself, finally ready to claim his prize. The confrontation that followed revealed truths that shocked everyone involved. When Mr. Armin's sword found its mark, the dying man peeled away the false nose, the artificial scar, the dark makeup that had hidden his identity. Falconer was Simon Bass, Widge's supposed master, the mild-mannered businessman who had orchestrated this entire elaborate theft. His final words carried no remorse, only the bitter pride of a man who had chosen the wrong path and followed it to its inevitable end. As he died in the dusty street outside London's walls, the long deception finally came to light.
Chapter 7: The Stage as Home: From Impostor to True Player
The revelation of Bass's true identity freed Widge from more than just immediate danger. When he confessed his original mission to the Lord Chamberlain's Men, he expected anger, betrayal, dismissal from the only family he had ever known. Instead, he found understanding. Thomas Pope and Mr. Armin spoke for him, pointing out that he had ultimately chosen loyalty over profit, friendship over duty to a dishonest master. "If we didn't feel you could do it, we would not have offered it to you," Heminges had said when giving him the role of Ophelia. "Whether or not you have the ability is not the question, but whether or not you have the courage." Now that same philosophy extended to life beyond the stage. They were offering him not just employment, but genuine belonging. Even Shakespeare, who had the most cause for anger over the attempted theft of his work, showed mercy. The playwright understood better than most the power of transformation, the possibility of becoming something greater than your origins suggested. In Widge, he saw not a failed thief but a successful actor, someone who had learned to inhabit truth rather than deception. The company's forgiveness came with conditions, of course. Widge would have to prove himself worthy of their trust, to demonstrate that his loyalties truly lay with the players rather than with any future tempters. The work was demanding—copying out individual parts from play books, learning increasingly complex roles, mastering the countless skills that separated amateur theatricals from professional artistry. Julia's departure for France brought the only shadow to his happiness. Her letter, delivered just before she sailed, carried both farewell and hope. If women couldn't act in England, perhaps they could on the continent. Her courage in pursuing that dream despite the obstacles inspired Widge to value his own opportunities more deeply. Not everyone was fortunate enough to find their calling, much less have it welcomed and nurtured. As winter settled over London and the company prepared their Christmas offerings, Widge reflected on his journey from unwilling orphan to valued player. The charactery that had once made him valuable to thieves now served legitimate purposes, helping preserve the very works he had once been sent to steal. The transformation was complete—from impostor to artist, from outsider to family member.
Summary
Widge had learned the hardest lesson of all: that belonging isn't simply granted, but earned through choices made when no one is watching. His journey from frightened orphan to confident player mirrored the transformations that happened nightly on the Globe's stage, but with consequences that extended far beyond the final curtain. In choosing loyalty over profit, friendship over fear, he had discovered not just a profession but a identity worth defending. The world of Elizabethan theatre, with its complex web of rivalry, artistry, and survival, had offered him something he had never dared hope for—a place where his particular talents were not just useful but celebrated. Among the Lord Chamberlain's Men, he was no longer Widge the unwanted apprentice, but a valued member of England's premier acting company. The stage had become his home, the players his family, and the words of Shakespeare his inheritance. In learning to steal hearts rather than scripts, he had found the most valuable treasure of all: himself.
Best Quote
“This business of friendship was a curious thing, almost as difficult to learn as the busuness of acting. Sometimes you were expected to tell the truth, to express your thoughts and your feelings, and then other times what was wanted was a lie, a bit of disguise.” ― Gary Blackwood, The Shakespeare Stealer
Review Summary
Strengths: The book provides historical insight into the era of London, exploring social class issues and offering a glimpse into the time period. It is a coming-of-age story with important moral lessons about family and friendship. Weaknesses: The narrative was described as tedious and lacking in anticipation, leading to a loss of interest. The reviewer found the story mostly dull and not particularly entertaining, despite its numerous awards. Overall: The reader found the book to be an "okay" story, appreciating its educational value but not its entertainment quality. It is recommended for its historical and moral insights, particularly for younger readers, but not for its engagement level.
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