performed without me and we would never be engaged again at the theatre should we fail to fulfill our contract.â
âIt must have been dreadful for you.â
âIt still is. I mourn her every day of my life. I love Piotr, but I hadnât pictured myself with a son. I always imagined a daughter.â
âBut the laurelsâyou were right about the laurels.â
âYes, I admit that from the beginning I never played anything but principal roles. But it doesnât help. Itâs astonishing how one becomes accustomed to applause.â
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AS STEFAN and others had discouraged her, Maryna felt it her duty to discourage young aspirants to the stage who sought her support. âYou canât imagine the slights youâll have to endure,â she had warned Krystyna. âEven if you become successfulââshe shook her headââand then, one day, because you are successful.â
But even though Maryna did not mean to encourage, she did, simply because she liked to instruct, and to tell stories about her life.
âMr. ZaÅÄżowski, Heinrich ZaÅÄżowski, used to say, âIt wonât help you to grind away day and night at your roles. It will ruin your health and give you too many ideas. Believe me, actors donât need to think!ââ She laughed. âOf course I thought this was preposterous. I like ideas.â
âYes,â interjected one of her protégés, âideas areââ
âBut I knew there was no point in arguing with him. So I replied humbly, I was still very young and he was much older, and my husband: âThen what should I do?â âDiligence, day-to-day diligence!â he shouted (why do theatre people shout so much?). As if Iâd not been diligent!â
She pressed her fingers to her temples. Another headache in the wings.
âAnd diligence isnât enough. I can study a part for a long time and still not be ready to play the role. I learn the lines, say them walking up and down, imagining how Iâll turn my head and move my hands, feeling everything my character feels. But that isnât enough. I have to see it. See myself as her. And sometimes, who knows why, I canât. The picture isnât sharp or it wonât stay in my mind. Because itâs the futureâwhich nobody can know.â
This was the moment when the young actor listening to Maryna became a little apprehensive.
âYes, thatâs what preparing a role is, itâs like looking into the future. Or expecting to know how a journey will turn out.â
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MUSING , she said: âI am not brave, you see. I know myself very well. And I am not quick, either. I should describe myself as ⦠slow.â
âButââ
âNot quick. Not clever. Just a little above mediocre. Really. But Iâve always understoodââshe smiled implacablyââthat I can triumph by sheer stubbornness, by applying myself harder than anyone else.â
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
â PERHAPS you should rest.â
âNo,â she said. âI donât want to rest. I want to work.â
âWho works harder than you?â
âI want peace.â
âPeace?â
âI want to breathe pure air. I want to wash my clothes in a sparkling stream.â
âYou? You wash your own clothes? When? When would you have the time? And where?â
âOh, itâs not the clothes!â she cried. âDoes no one understand me?â
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
â PARIS ,â someone suggested. âDespite the presence there of so many of our melancholy, noble-spirited compatriots, Paris is full of gaiety and opportunity. And you would never be an exile comme les autres. You would likeââ
âNo, not Paris.â
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
â ITâS TRUE Iâm not satisfied. Most of all,â she
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