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Автор: Ngaio Marsh
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      The Ngaio March Collection

Light Thickens

       For James Laurenson who played The Thane and for Helen Thomas (Holmes) who was his Lady, in the third production of the play by The Canterbury University Players.

      Table of Contents

       Cover Page

       Title Page

       Dedication

       CHAPTER 3 Third Week

       CHAPTER 4 Fourth Week

       CHAPTER 5 Fifth Week. Dress Rehearsals and First Night

       Part Two: Curtain Call

       CHAPTER 6 Catastrophe

       CHAPTER 7 The Junior Element

       CHAPTER 8 Development

       CHAPTER 9 Finis

       By the Same Author

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

       Cast of Characters

Peregrine Jay Director, Dolphin Theatre
Emily Jay His wife
Crispin Jay Their eldest son
Robin Jay Their second son
Richard Jay Their youngest son
Annie Their cook
Doreen Her daughter
Jeremy Jones Designer, Dolphin Theatre
Winter Morris Business Manager
Mrs Abrams Secretary
Bob Masters Stage Director
Charlie Assistant Stage Manager
Ernie Property Master
Nanny Miss Mannering’s dresser
Mrs Smith Mother of William
Marcello A restaurateur
The Stage-Door Keeper
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Sir James Curtis Pathologist

      DOLPHIN THEATRE

      MACBETH

      by

      William Shakespeare

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      Sundry soldiers, servants and apparitions

      The Scene: Scotland and England

      The play directed by PEREGRINE JAY

      Setting and Costumes by JEREMY JONES

Part One: Curtain Up

       CHAPTER 1 First Week

      Peregrine Jay heard the stage door at the Dolphin open and shut and the sound of voices. His scenic and costume designer and lights manager came through to the open stage. They wheeled out three specially built racks, unrolled their drawings for the production of Macbeth and pinned them up.

      They were stunning. A permanent central rough stone stairway curving up to Duncan’s chamber. Two turntables articulating with this to represent, on the right, the outer façade of Inverness Castle or the inner courtyard with, on the left, a high stone platform with a gallows and a dangling rag-covered skeleton, or, turned, another wall of the courtyard. The central wall was a dull red arras behind the stairway and open sky.

      The lighting director showed a dozen big drawings of the various sets with the startling changes brought about by his craft. One of these was quite lovely: an opulent evening in front of the castle with the setting sun bathing everything in splendour. One felt the air to be calm, gentle and full of the sound of wings. And then, next to it, the same scene with the enormous doors opened, a dark interior, torches, a piper and the Lady in scarlet coming to welcome the fated visitor.

      Jeremy,’ Peregrine said, ‘you’ve done us proud.’

      ‘OK?’

      ‘It’s so right! It’s so bloody right. Here! Let’s up with the curtain. Jeremy?’

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