ACT I

The spectators will find the curtain raised and the stage as it usually is during the day time. It will be half dark, and empty, so that from the beginning the public may have the impression of an impromptu performance. Prompter's box and a small table and chair for the manager.
Two other small tables and several chairs scattered about as during rehearsals.
The ACTORS and ACTRESSES of the company enter from the back of the stage: first one, then another, then two together; nine or ten in all. They are about to rehearse a Pirandello play: Mixing it Up. [Il giuoco delle parti.] Some of the company move off towards their dressing rooms. The PROMPTER who has the"book" under his arm, is waiting for the manager in order to begin the rehearsal.
The ACTORS and ACTRESSES, some standing, some sitting, chat and smoke. One perhaps reads a paper; another cons his part.
Finally, the MANAGER enters and goes to the table prepared for him. His SECRETARY brings him his mail, through which he glances. The PROMPTER takes his seat, turns on a light, and opens the"book."
The Manager [throwing a letter down on the table]. I can't see [To PROPERTY MAN.] Let's have a little light, please!
Property Man. Yes sir, yes, at once. [A light comes down on to the stage.]
The Manager [clapping his hands]. Come along! Come along! Second act of"Mixing It Up." [Sits down.] [The ACTORS and ACTRESSES go from the front of the stage to the wings, all except the three who are to begin the rehearsal.]
The Prompter [reading the"book"]."Leo Gala's house. A curious room serving as dining-room and study."
The Manager [to PROPERTY MAN]. Fix up the old red room.
Property Man [noting it down]. Red set. All right!
The Prompter [continuing to read from the"book"]."Table already laid and writing desk with books and papers. Book-shelves. Exit rear to Leo's bedroom. Exit left to kitchen. Principal exit to right."
The Manager [energetically]. Well, you understand: The principal exit over there; here, the kitchen. [Turning to actor who is to play the part ofSOCRATES.] You make your entrances and exits here. [To PROPERTY MAN.] The baize doors at the rear, and curtains.
Property Man [noting it down]. Right!
Prompter [reading as before]."When the curtain rises, Leo Gala, dressed in cook's cap and apron is busy beating an egg in a cup. Philip, also dresesd as a cook, is beating another egg. Guido Venanzi is seated and listening."
Leading Man [To MANAGER]. Excuse me, but must I absolutely wear a cook's cap?
The Manager [annoyed]. I imagine so. It says so there anyway. [Pointing to the"book."]
Leading Man. But it's ridiculous!
The Manager [jumping up in a rage]. Ridiculous? Ridiculous? Is it my fault if France won't send us any snore good comedies, and we are reduced to putting on Pirandello's works, where nobody understands anything, and where the author plays the fool with us all? [The ACTORS grin. TheMANAGER goes to LEADING MAN and shouts.] Yes sir, you put on the cook's cap and beat eggs. Do you suppose that with all this egg-beating business you are on an ordinary stage? Get that out of your head. You represent the shell of the eggs you are beating! [Laughter and comments among the ACTORS.] Silence! and listen to my explanations, please! [To LEADING MAN.]"The empty form of reason without the fullness of instinct, which is blind." -- You stand for reason, your wife is instinct. It's a mixing up of the parts, according to which you who act your own part become the puppet of y