All of the courtiers had turned inward, attent on the same man – even Drake was looking at him. Daniel caught sight of the Lord Mayor, and thought perhaps he was the center of attention – but the Lord Mayor had eyes only to look at another. Sidestepping to a new position on the heap, Daniel finally saw a tall dark man in impossibly glorious clothing and a vast wig, which was shaking from side to side in exasperation. This man suddenly moved forward, seized a torch from a toady, looked up one last time at Drake, then bent down and touched the fire to the street. A bright smoking star rolled across the pavement toward Drake's front door, which had been smashed open.