Tristan's keen hearing picked up a huffing and puffing noise like someone... well lifting something. There wasn't much then that. it was rather hushed.
"I thought I heard something behind that screen..." He said. What was going on. Were their spies in this theater. "Do you hear it?"
He clapped his hand on Nell's shoulder"No, don't make a move. That is what they are waiting for. Listen. We might...."
Tristan ws desperately afraid of the spies, who knows if they would be Jacobins, coming after him when he was alone. Those sneaky scoundrels had killed many people in the most cunning and awful ways. He wouldn't be suprised if their spies were about even in the city. "Listen we might be revealed of their plot."