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Read the play here: "The Affairs of Anatol."
The Granville Barker version of ANATOL is posted here by link with the Gaslight website at Mt. Royal University in Canada, as is the lively discussion on Schnitzler (Gaslight archive DATES ) which led to the Toronto production of ANATOL in 2005.
MAX. Well, Anatol, I envy you.
ANATOL. My dear Max!
MAX. Perfectly astonishing. I've always said it was all tricks. But he went off to sleep under my very eyes . . . and then he danced when you told him he was a ballet dancer and cried when you said his sweetheart was dead . . . and he sentenced that criminal very soundly when you'd made him a judge.
ANATOL. Didn't he?
MAX. It's wizardry!
ANATOL. We can all be wizards to some extent
MAX. Perfectly uncanny.
ANATOL. Not more so than much else in life . . . not more uncanny than lots we've been finding out the last hundred years. If you'd suddenly proved to one of our ancestors that the world went round, he'd have turned giddy.
MAX. But this seems super-natural.
ANATOL. So must anything strange. What would a man think if he'd never seen a sunrise before, or watched the spring arrive . . . the trees and the flowers . . . and then felt himself falling in love.
MAX. Mesmerism . . .
ANATOL. Hypnotism.
MAX. Yes . . . I'll take care no one ever does it to me.
ANATOL. Where's the harm? I tell you to go to sleep. You settle down comfortably . . . off you go . .
[continue reading...]
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