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The story is told by
William Shakespeare’s friend, Toby.
William married Anne Hathaway in November and she
came to live in Henley Street. Will was only eighteen.
Susannah was born the next year. All babies look the same
to me and Will was very pleased with her.
“Look, Toby, she’s got my eyes,” he said happily. “She’s
going to be as beautiful as Queen of Egypt and as clever as
King Solomon.”
“Oh yes!” I said. “All parents talk like that about their
children.”
* * *
Soon in February 1585 I hurried round to Henley Street to
hear the news. Will came running down the stairs.
“It’s two of them!” he said. “Twins! A girl and a boy. Isn’t
that wonderful!” Will called the twins1 Hamnet and Judith
[9dzu:diO].
Will was still reading and writing but he had changed. He
was twenty-three at
that moment and he
was not happy with
his life.
“Stratford’s too
small, Toby,” he said.
“Too slow. Too quiet.
Too boring. I’ve got
to get away.”
“Yes, but how?” I asked.
“You’ve got a family — three young children, remember.”
He didn’t answer.
In the summer months companies of players often came to
small towns. Will and I always went to see the plays. Will
loved to talk to the actors and to listen to all their stories of
London.
One evening I walked into the Shakespeare’s kitchen and
saw Anne with a red, angry face, shouting at the top of her
voice.
“How can you do this to me? And what about the
children?” Then she saw me and stopped.
Will was sitting at the table and looked pleased to see me.
“I’ve told Anne,” he said quietly, “that I’m going to live in
London. I want to be an actor and to write plays if I can.”
“Plays!” screamed1 Anne. “Acting! Actors are dirty,
wicked people! They’re all thieves2 and criminals3! They drink
all day and they never go to church…”
“Don’t be stupid, Anne. You know that’s not true. Listen.
I’ll come home when I can but I must go to London. I can’t do
anything in Stratford.” He looked at me across the room. “Are
you coming with me, Toby?”
“How soon shall we start?” I asked.