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The Old Die Rich
Gold, Horace Leonard
Published: 1953
Categorie(s): Fiction, Science Fiction, Short Stories
Source: http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/31892
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Also available on Feedbooks for Gold:
• No Charge for Alterations (1953)
• The Enormous Room (1953)
• At the Post (1953)
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Transcriber's Note:
This etext was produced from the March 1953 issue of Galaxy. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this
publication was renewed.
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"You again, Weldon," the Medical Examiner said wearily.
I nodded pleasantly and looked around the shabby room with
a feeling of hopeful eagerness. Maybe this time, I thought, I'd get the answer. I had the same sensation I always had in these places—the quavery
senile despair at being closed in a room with the single shaky chair, tottering bureau, dim bulb hanging from the ceiling, the flaking metal bed.
There was a woman on the bed, an old woman with white hair thin
enough to show the tight-drawn scalp, her face and body so emaciated
that the flesh between the bones formed parchment pockets. The M.E.
was going over her as if she were a side of beef that he had to put a federal grade stamp on, grumbling meanwhile about me and Sergeant Lou
Pape, who had brought me here.
"When are you going to stop taking Weldon around to these cases, Sergeant?" the M.E. demanded in annoyance. "Damned actor and his morbid curiosity!"
For the first time, Lou was stung into defending me. "Mr. Weldon is a
friend of mine—I used to be an actor, too, before I joined the force—and
he's a follower of Stanislavsky."
The beat cop who'd reported the D.O.A. whipped around at the door.
"A Red?"
I
let Lou Pape explain what the Stanislavsky method of acting was,
while I sat down on the one chair and tried to apply it. Stanislavsky
was the great pre-Revolution Russian stage director whose idea was that
actors had to think and feel like the characters they portrayed so they
could be them. A Stanislavskian works out everything about a character
right up to the point where a play starts—where he was born, when, his
relationship with his parents, education, childhood, adolescence, maturity, attitudes toward men, women, sex, money, success, including incidents. The play itself is just an extension of the life history created by the
actor.
How does that tie in with the old woman who had died? Well, I'd had
the cockeyed kind of luck to go bald at 25 and I'd been playing old men
ever since. I had them down pretty well—it's not just a matter of shuffling around all hunched over and talking in a high cracked voice, which
is cornball acting, but learning what old people are like inside—and
these cases I talked Lou Pape into taking me on were studies in senility. I
wanted to understand them, know what made them do what they
did, feel the compulsion that drove them to it.
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