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           Asifwhenaspersionsorcriticismswereleveledathershesimplyswitchedoffaninternalhearingaid.Howmanytheremusthavebeen.Themiraclewasthatshedidn’thateDane.

           "That’sahardquestiontoanswer,"shesaid."ImustbeabletodoitorIwouldn’tbesogood,isn’tthatright?Butit’slike…awaiting.Mylifeoffthestage,Imean.Iconservemyself,Ican’tspenditoffstage.Weonlyhavesomuchtogive,don’twe?AndupthereI’mnotmyself,orperhapsmorecorrectlyI’masuccessionofselves.Wemustallbeaprofoundmixtureofselves,don’tyouthink?Tome,actingisfirstandforemostintellect,andonlyafterthat,emotion.Theoneliberatestheother,andpolishesit.There’ssomuchmoretoitthansimplycryingorscreamingorproducingaconvincinglaugh.It’swonderful,youknow.Thinkingmyselfintoanotherself,someoneImighthavebeen,hadthecircumstancesbeenthere.That’sthesecret.Notbecomingsomeoneelse,butincorporatingtheroleintomeasifshewasmyself.Andsoshebecomesme."Asthoughherexcitementwastoogreattobearinstillness,shejumpedtoherfeet."Imagine,Rain!Intwentyyears’timeI’llbeabletosaytomyself,I’vecommittedmurders,I’vesuicided,I’vegonemad,I’vesavedmenorruinedthem.Oh!Thepossibilitiesareendless!"

           "Andtheywillallbeyou."Herose,tookherhandagain."Yes,you’requiteright,Justine.Youcan’tspenditoffstage.Inanyoneelse,I’dsayyouwouldinspiteofthat,butbeingyou,I’mnotsosure."