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He claimed to be able to go out of the body at will and see what any friend was up to at any time, in any out-of-the-way place in the world.... When I jested that such a faculty might sometimes prove embarrassing to his friends, he laughed and slapped me on the back. Dineen was a queer little chap. He roomed de luxe at the Bellman House.
"Van Maarden is a remarkable man," continued Dineen; "he writes plays, poems, books of economic philosophy, novels ... recently he tried to start a co-operative colony for Dutch farmers in South Carolina, but it went on the rocks ... and now Van Maarden, for all his genius, is practically stranded here in America.
I rehearsed and rehearsed. I fought and fought with the directress, a teacher of elocution, who tried to make me mouth my words in the old style. Dineen upbraided me for being insubordinate.... I asked Dineen please to believe in me, and watch results. My idea of acting was to go into the part, be burned alive by it ... to recite my lines naturally. I was proud of myself.
One night, during a cyclone that swept the town and the adjacent country, a fragment of roof was lifted off the hostelry in which he dwelt. The women-servants and waitresses were thrown into a panic. One, who collapsed on a lounge in the upstairs hall, swore that Dineen had felt of her leg as she lay there. A scandal was started.
Professor Dineen, a flabby, feminine little fellow, one of our professors of philosophy, and hated by the dean of his department because he was a real philosopher, despite his physical ludicrousness, and had published a book which the critics were hailing as a real contribution to the world of thought Dineen had engineered the bringing of the semi-radical Van Maarden to Laurel....
Gleeful, and vastly relieved, Professor Dineen slipped me twenty-five dollars out of his own pocket.
"For God's sake, keep it up!" urged Dineen. "For Christ's sake, let me alone, all of you, I know what I'm doing," this, as the elocution teacher tried to press home some advice.... During the second act I was as electric as during the first, but now I allowed myself to see over the foot-lights and recognise people I knew.
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