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remember how I lied when I was a very young actress, it makes me think that maybe Jane Addams and the ladies of the cruelty society were right last season when they prevented my coming to Chicago with the unsubstitutible children in ‘Wake Up, Jonathan!’ ”
The tiny boot tapped and the long lashes batted a spark or two at this memory of stupid indiscrimination. But we didn’t talk about that.
“What most delights you now in the way of acting?” said I.
“Oh, the unobtrusive thing,” said she. “I find myself elaborating (but not too much, I hope), some unobtrusive thing that finds the heart . . . via the head. The deliberately exciting end of an act, the crash of the curtain, finds me a little cold. It’s too calculated, I feel. . .
“I’ve never seen you play a ‘love scene.’ ”
“And, what’s more, my dear friend, you never will. I can’t and I won’t play a ‘love scene.’ And I don’t know why I can’t.”
“It’s your celestial sense of humor, of course, which would regard it as a sort of exhibitionism.”
“All right,” she smiled, “but please remember that wonderful word is your own!”
“When are you going to play Shakespeare?” “Juliet?” she twinkled. “Can you imagine what I would do to Romeo?”
“Dear lady, as a solemn ‘subject’ you’re a brilliant failure today.”
“It’s the tea. You must have put something in it. One more very solemn observation and I must go, really. Speaking of lcve scenes, a very wise and wealthy woman friend once said to me, ‘My dear, I’d