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“I’ve heard so much art talked this engagement,” said Mr. Goodwin, smiling through his cramp, “that I wonder what my mission has been for forty years. But Daly is a very intelligent actor — to beginners; he makes everything so difficult.”
“This,” said Daly, rejoining us and leaving “Why Marry?” years and miles behind him, “this is a day of oriental imagination in which garishness is mistaken for elegance. And even if the music were pleasant and soothing, the opera-goers would not understand it unless it made their feet tap. Like the savage, they must hop to sound.
“The same queer people make up the bulk of our playgoers; and a play of any vital thought or real humor will die a-borning at their feet. The mob never has risen mentally above the circus and the pink lemonade.”
“This,” Mr. Goodwin cut in, “is not a GoodwinDaly duet; it’s an Arnold Daly solo. I don’t want to sound violent, but I feel I must say that the play or the actor that assumes to be better than its audience is a damned fool.”
Mr. Daly appeared not to hear. Mr. Daly ran on : “That was why Shakespeare wrote ‘Mid
summer Night’s Dream.’ He insulted the public and Queen Bess — the old fish! — had they but known it. When he played Macbeth before her she went to sleep.”
“Arnold was there,” said Mr. Goodwin in a melancholy aside.
“He was there mentally. Shakespeare wrote ‘Hamlet’; and this time the old girl groaned with boredom. ‘God!’ cried Will, ‘I give these people up!' And he wrote ‘As You Like It,’ and retired to Stratford a broken-hearted man.”