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the measure that it eliminates words that merely explain the action and replaces them by others that reveal not the so-called "soul-state," but I know not what intangible and unceasing striving of the soul towards its beauty and its truth.' The frivolous will be reminded here, perhaps, of the old stage direction for the miser: 'Leans against a wall and grows generous.' Others who remember their Xenophon will bethink them of a certain discussion which Socrates had with Parrhasius on the question, 'Can the unseen be imitated?' (Soc. Memorabilia, iii. 10). It may be that M. Maeterlinck's 'static' theatre is an unrealisable dream; but it is a seductive one, by contrast with the reality. Do not all of us who are condemned to spend much of our time in the playhouse occasionally share M. Maeterlinck's feeling of repugnance? 'When I go to the theatre, I feel as though I were spending a few hours in the midst of my ancestors, who looked upon life as something that was primitive, arid, and brutal; but this conception of theirs scarcely even lingers in my memory, and surely it is not one that I can any longer share. . . . I had hoped to be shown some act of life traced back to its source and to its mystery by connecting