The Dwarf
The first performance of The Virgin of Corinth at the Lyceum Theater.
It is a triumph. The public is crying out for the author. On a screen down in front of the curtain, a text is projected.
The play that has just been shown in this theatre is from an author we do not know, whom we never saw and name we don't know.
The anonymous manuscript of "The Virgin of Corinth" was deposited by a stranger in the theater's mailbox. The Management
The next day, at Lina Béryl's, the young ingénue ...
The premiere of The Virgin of Corinth at the Lyceum Theatre. Never has such enthusiasm lifted a theatre
since the premiere of Cyrano. A great lyric poet is born to us; but no-one can boast so far about knowing him...
The audience of the premiere wasn't comforted by not being able to attribute the name of the mysterious author
of The Virgin of Corinth to the triumph of the interpreters. It’s a pure masterpiece. This piece that comes....
At Paul Darcourt's, another attentive reader of the enthusiastic press ...
The premiere of The Virgin of Corinth at the Lyceum Theatre. Never has such enthusiasm lifted a theatre
since the premiere of Cyrano. A great lyric poet is born to us; but no-one can boast so far about knowing him...
The audience of the premiere wasn't comforted by not being able to attribute the name of the mysterious author
of The Virgin of Corinth to the triumph of the interpreters. It’s a pure masterpiece. This piece that comes....
He is the author, the "great poet"... He lives with his mother.
And here a delusion pervades him at the sight of an image of the beautiful actress
with the harmonious voice that made his verses sing...
One morning, upon waking, Lina Béryl finds a letter in her mail ...
Miss, allow the author of "The Virgin of Corinth" to tell you that he harbors a deeply felt gratitude towards you
for your creation of this role. A compelling obligation forces me to remain anonymous; do not try to find out who I am.
But it would be nice, however, to talk to you from time to time. You have a telephone,
would you allow me to call you sometimes? I will call around the time you receive this letter. - Your Poet
"And a child on the beach, Listen in the hollow of a shell, The immense rumor of the waves ..."
"Listen, child, when I ring you, On the telephone receiver, Love sings, Hello! Hello!..."
The frequency and duration of their chatter eventually caught the attention of the girls at the phone company.
"Don't hang up Miss! My name? My age? All beautiful, you've asked many times..."
"Of the beggar who knocks at your door, The name or age, what matters it to you? Give me the alms of your voice..."
Through the indiscretion of an employee of the telephone company,
Lina learns the number of the man who calls her every day... And so finds the address of her poet...