let loose, is the object of neither haste nor rows: his physical person is not lighted by reflectors, nor is it found necessary to make it secure with screws, to treat it with paints, to hang draperies upon it, or to conceal it with a cloth representing a garden-lawn. To his quivering being it is not necessary to affix steps, or to screw doors. There is no doubt that in the interests of the play he would be only too willing to undergo all these tortures, but the fact is, that while he looks on with amazement at the terrible turmoil he has created by becoming a dramatist, it is not concerned with him at all. And, therefore, he feels himself extremely superfluous and in the way, hopping out of the path of the property men who are bringing in a table, and bumping into some scene-shifters who are labouring with a wall. Like a ghost he wanders guiltily through the empty spaces of the theatre, and nowhere is he allowed to prove his usefulness, and willingness to help. He would like to say a word to the producer, but that individual has no
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