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Claire watched Glen move off into the wings. From her vantage point at the opposite side of the stage, she watched him halt and stand to the side, his attention back on the stage once more as, she assumed, he took on his director mantle for a brief time. Claire briefly thought back to the questions Glen had been asking her, about whether people she knew frequently had accidents, than about the whole issue of help and courtesy, the ramifications of which were frightening if she actually believed him. She didn't of course. Not quite. But what if something happened to Glen, then how would she feel? What if they started a relationship and then something happened to him? It was too close to Juliet's experience to be comfortable ...
The stage was empty now and awaited her entrance. As before she gathered her thoughts and focused them before launching into her "Gallop apace ..." soliloquy. The ironic anticipation cut short by the nurse's news as Abigail finally entered and delivered the confusing line: Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead!
It was all too easy to summon the tumult of emotion the scene called for, so much so that by the end of the scene Claire was moved to tears on Juliet's behalf:
Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent,
When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment.
The pause was necessary to gain control before continuing:
Take up those cords: poor ropes, you are beguiled,
Both you and I; for Romeo is exiled:
He made you for a highway to my bed;
But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed.
Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to my wedding-bed;
And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!
Her voice, with it's slight waver was the perfect expression of Juliet's sorrow. Her voice still melancholy as she sent the nurse to seek out Romeo:
O, find him! give this ring to my true knight,
And bid him come to take his last farewell.
Claire's exit to one side, brought Glen on by from the opposite wings. She stood watching the action playing out on stage knowing that she had the short scene Capulets/Paris scene after that before she and Glen would enact the final scene that Romeo and Juliet are alive together ... unless Elron returned beforehand that was ...
The stage was empty now and awaited her entrance. As before she gathered her thoughts and focused them before launching into her "Gallop apace ..." soliloquy. The ironic anticipation cut short by the nurse's news as Abigail finally entered and delivered the confusing line: Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead!
It was all too easy to summon the tumult of emotion the scene called for, so much so that by the end of the scene Claire was moved to tears on Juliet's behalf:
Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent,
When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment.
The pause was necessary to gain control before continuing:
Take up those cords: poor ropes, you are beguiled,
Both you and I; for Romeo is exiled:
He made you for a highway to my bed;
But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed.
Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to my wedding-bed;
And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!
Her voice, with it's slight waver was the perfect expression of Juliet's sorrow. Her voice still melancholy as she sent the nurse to seek out Romeo:
O, find him! give this ring to my true knight,
And bid him come to take his last farewell.
Claire's exit to one side, brought Glen on by from the opposite wings. She stood watching the action playing out on stage knowing that she had the short scene Capulets/Paris scene after that before she and Glen would enact the final scene that Romeo and Juliet are alive together ... unless Elron returned beforehand that was ...