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The green room clock chimed the three - quarter hour , but Richard had not yet tied the laces of his black velvet doublet . In the harsh glare of the vanity bulbs , his face looked unnervingly pale beneath the powdered foundation . On the table beside a half - eaten green apple lay the plaster cast of Yorick's skull , its hollow eye sockets staring back at him . For six weeks of rehearsal , he had delivered the soliloquies with commanding resonance ; now , with six hundred ticket holders filing into the auditorium , his throat felt as narrow as a reed . A sharp knock broke the silence , and Nora , the veteran stage manager , leaned through the doorway holding a clipboard . " Fifteen minutes to beginners , Richard . The house is completely sold out , and the national theatre critics are seated in the fifth row . " Richard picked up the skull , his fingers cold against the painted plaster . " I have forgotten how the second act begins , Nora . Every line has evaporated into white noise . " " You needn't alarm yourself over phantom memory lapses , " Nora said , stepping into the room and shutting the heavy oak door behind her . " Every Hamlet experiences this exact paralysis before the battlements . You have drilled the text three hundred times . Your subconscious knows every vowel . " " It is not merely the lines , " Richard muttered , setting the skull down so hard that the teeth clicked against the timber . " It is the terrible lineage of the part . Olivier , Gielgud , Burton . How dare a television actor from Manchester assume he can articulate the grief of Elsinore ? We ought to have staged something modest before attempting this mountain . " Nora knelt beside his chair and picked up the loose doublet laces , threading them through the brass eyelets with steady , practised hands . " You ought not to burden yourself with dead actors when your own performance has its own fury . You were cast because your anger is authentic , not because you imitate an Edwardian recording . An actor dare not measure his worth against ghosts . " " What if the grief sounds hollow ? " Richard asked , breathing deeply as she pulled the cords snug . " Then let it be raw , " Nora said , standing and smoothing the velvet across his shoulders . " You needn't deliver an academic lecture out there ; you need only mourn your father . Now breathe , step into the wings , and claim your ghost . " Richard stood up , caught his own dark reflection in the glass , and straightened his spine . The panic in his chest did not vanish , but it transformed into something focused and sharp . He picked up his gloves and walked into the backstage corridor .
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