Published by Good Press, 2019

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       SIX CHARACTERS IN SEARCH OF AN AUTHOR

       "HENRY IV."

       BY

       RIGHT YOU ARE! (IF YOU THINK SO)

       LUIGI PIRANDELLO

       RIGHT YOU ARE! (IF YOU THINK SO)

SIX CHARACTERS IN SEARCH OF AN AUTHOR

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      (Sei personaggi in cerca d'autore)

      A COMEDY IN THE MAKING

      BY

      LUIGI PIRANDELLO

      TRANSLATED BY EDWARD STORER

      CHARACTERS OF THE COMEDY IN THE MAKING:

      THE FATHER. THE MOTHER. THE STEP-DAUGHTER. THE SON. THE BOY. THE CHILD. (The last two do not speak.) MADAME PACE.

      ACTORS OF THE COMPANY

      THE MANAGER. LEADING LADY. LEADING MAN. SECOND LADY. LEAD. L'INGÉNUE. JUVENILE LEAD. OTHER ACTORS AND ACTRESSES. PROPERTY MAN. PROMPTER. MACHINIST. MANAGER'S SECRETARY. DOOR-KEEPER. SCENE-SHIFTERS.

      DAYTIME. THE STAGE OF A THEATRE.

      SIX CHARACTERS IN SEARCH OF AN AUTHOR

      A COMEDY IN THE MAKING

      ACT I.

      N.B. The Comedy is without acts or scenes. The performance is interrupted once, without the curtain being lowered, when the manager and the chief characters withdraw to arrange the scenario. A second interruption of the action takes place when, by mistake, the stage hands let the curtain down.

      The spectators will find the curtain raised and the stage as it usually is during the day time. It will be half dark, and empty, so that from the beginning the public may have the impression of an impromptu performance.

      Prompter's box and a small table and chair for the manager.

      Two other small tables and several chairs scattered about as during rehearsals.

      The actors and actresses of the company enter from the back of the stage:

      first one, then another, then two together: nine or ten in all. They are about to rehearse a Pirandello play: Mixing It Up. Some of the company move off towards their dressing rooms. The prompter who has the "book" under his arm, is waiting for the manager in order to begin the rehearsal.

      The actors and actresses, some standing, some sitting, chat and smoke. One perhaps reads a paper; another cons his part.

      Finally, the Manager enters and goes to the table prepared for him: His secretary brings him his mail, through which he glances. The prompter takes his seat, turns on a light, and opens the "book."

      THE MANAGER (throwing a letter down on the table). I can't see (to Property Man). Let's have a little light, please!

      PROPERTY MAN. Yes sir, yes, at once (a light comes down on to the stage).

      THE MANAGER (clapping his hands). Come along! Come along! Second act of "Mixing it Up" (sits down).

      (The actors and actresses go from the front of the stage to the wings, all except the three who are to begin the rehearsal).

      THE PROMPTER (reading the "book"). "Leo Gala's house. A curious room serving as dining-room and study."

      THE MANAGER (to Property Man). Fix up the old red room.

      PROPERTY MAN (noting it down). Red set. All right!

      THE PROMPTER (continuing to read from the "book"). "Table already laid and writing desk with books and papers. Book-shelves. Exit rear to Leo's bedroom. Exit left to kitchen. Principal exit to right."

      THE MANAGER (energetically). Well, you understand: The principal exit over there; here, the kitchen. (Turning to actor who is to play the part of Socrates). You make your entrances and exits here. (To Property Man) The baize doors at the rear, and curtains.

      PROPERTY MAN (noting it down). Right oh!

      PROMPTER (reading as before). "When the curtain rises, Leo Gala, dressed in cook's cap and apron is busy beating an egg in a cup. Philip, also dressed as a cook, is beating another egg. Guido Venanzi is seated and listening."

      LEADING MAN (to manager). Excuse me, but must I absolutely wear a cook's cap?

      THE MANAGER (annoyed). I imagine so. It says so there anyway (pointing to the "book").

      LEADING MAN. But it's ridiculous!

      THE MANAGER (jumping up in a rage). Ridiculous? Ridiculous? Is it my fault if France won't send us any more good comedies, and we are reduced to putting on Pirandello's works, where nobody understands anything, and where the author plays the fool with us all? (The actors grin. The Manager goes to Leading Man and shouts). Yes sir, you put on the cook's cap and beat eggs. Do you suppose that with all this egg-beating business you are on an ordinary stage? Get that out of your head. You represent the shell of the eggs you are beating! (Laughter and comments among the actors). Silence! and listen to my explanations, please! (To Leading Man): "The empty form of reason without the fullness of instinct, which is blind."—You stand for reason, your wife is instinct. It's a mixing up of the parts, according to which you who act your own part become the puppet of yourself. Do you understand?

      LEADING MAN. I'm hanged if I do.

      THE MANAGER. Neither do I. But let's get on with it. It's sure to be a glorious failure anyway. (Confidentially): But I say, please face three-quarters. Otherwise, what with the abstruseness of the dialogue, and the public that won't be able to hear you, the whole thing will go to hell. Come on! come on!

      PROMPTER. Pardon sir, may I get into my box? There's a bit of a draught.

      THE MANAGER. Yes, yes, of course!

      At this point, the door-keeper has entered from the stage door and advances towards the manager's table, taking off his braided cap. During this manoeuvre, the Six Characters enter, and stop by the door at back of stage, so that when the door-keeper is about to announce their coming to the Manager, they are already on the stage. A tenuous light surrounds them, almost as if irradiated by them—the faint breath of their fantastic reality.

      This light will disappear when they come forward towards the actors. They preserve, however, something of the dream lightness in which they seem almost suspended; but this does not detract from the essential reality of their forms and expressions.

      He who is known as THE FATHER is a man of about 50: hair, reddish in colour, thin