Actorviews (1923)

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A Duel or Two for Mr. Ditrichstein — — — n AM sure that Leo Ditrichstein’s mind was far from the field of honor and singing bullets exchanged at dawn. His single wound is remembered by a tiny nick in the rim of the right ear — ^ a slight souvenir of peppery days in the Old World that does not pretend to be a barometer, that does not painfully signal the approach of every April rainfall. It was not the weather that reminded him. And the American citizenship of this once hectic son of Hungary is an old matter now, a matter of twenty-five years. So neither was it the thought that but for a bit of lead landed in the anatomy of a German antagonist he would not be here, the Great Lover of the American stage, the eternal Don Juan of our sophisticated comedy. I have written five hundred interviews with players and been surprised in four hundred of them. I ought to be able to, but I can’t — to save me I can’t — tell you why certain people tell me certain things. I can only tell you how they tell these things; which is perhaps all that is required of me. But there are times when I should like to be less of a reporter and more of a psychologue. . . .