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DICK:

HARRY:

DICK:

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DICK:

go out and plot against the city government; does he see ghosts in his own home, does he scheme against his mother and cry vengeance?

Of course not, he's sane and he is playing a part he likes to play, but only on the stage.

And these other men, they are then insane? No, none of them, They seem perfectly normal. That's what's so shocking.

You are still rather confused. Why should they be otherwise? What is so different be- tween them and the other groups? They have a hobby, a sort of club, and what they do is their own relaxation. It's a hobby, acting is a hobby, poetry reading is a hobby...and nobody not specially interested is compelled to be involved.

The way you put it, it all sounds so simple and meaningless.

HARRY:

And isn't it?

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Well, now, you have me all mixed up. It ought to be wrong, but still...I am indignant. It upsets me as a man.

Why should it bother you as a man? You are not doing it. You are not viewing it. And they are not bothering you. Are you perhaps a bit insecure as a man?

No, no, of course not. Just that it seems wrong.

It does not seem wrong that others play roles of kings or soldiers or crooks or detectives or murderers...or that people meet in an alley at night and throw huge balls at upright sticks?

What's wrong with a bowling alley? myself sometimes.

I bowl

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