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She
seemed
to
them
to
be
absolutely
incompetent
.
They
were
horribly
disappointed
.
Yet
they
felt
that
the
true
test
of
any
Juliet
is
the
balcony
scene
of
the
second
act
.
They
waited
for
that
.
If
she
failed
there
,
there
was
nothing
in
her
.
She
looked
charming
as
she
came
out
in
the
moonlight
.
That
could
not
be
denied
.
But
the
staginess
of
her
acting
was
unbearable
,
and
grew
worse
as
she
went
on
.
Her
gestures
became
absurdly
artificial
.
She
over-emphasised
everything
that
she
had
to
say
.
The
beautiful
passage
--
Thou
knowest
the
mask
of
night
is
on
my
face
,
Else
would
a
maiden
blush
bepaint
my
cheek
For
that
which
thou
hast
heard
me
speak
to-night
--
was
declaimed
with
the
painful
precision
of
a
schoolgirl
who
has
been
taught
to
recite
by
some
second-rate
professor
of
elocution
.
When
she
leaned
over
the
balcony
and
came
to
those
wonderful
lines
--
Although
I
joy
in
thee
,
I
have
no
joy
of
this
contract
to-night
:
It
is
too
rash
,
too
unadvised
,
too
sudden
;
