{"id":333,"date":"2020-03-03T10:44:20","date_gmt":"2020-03-03T08:44:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/?p=333"},"modified":"2023-10-24T14:31:02","modified_gmt":"2023-10-24T12:31:02","slug":"din-carnetul-unui-vechi-sufleur","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/din-carnetul-unui-vechi-sufleur.html","title":{"rendered":"Din carnetul unui vechi sufleur"},"content":{"rendered":"

NENOROCIREA UNEI REGINE<\/span><\/h3>\n

Seara c\u00e2nd are s\u0103 joace, \u00ee\u0219i aduce fiecare actri\u021b\u0103 slujnica, s-o aib\u0103 de ajutor la costumat \u2014 mai coase ici, mai prinde-m\u0103 dincoace, ori du-te de-mi adu un ceai, sau cere de a cineva o \u021bigar\u0103 \u0219cl.<\/p>\n

Raluca Stavreasca luase de c\u00e2teva zile o slujnicu\u021b\u0103 a\u0219a de nostim\u0103 \u00eenc\u00e2t ardeau \u00een foc to\u021bi actorii, to\u021bi ma\u0219ini\u0219tii, lampi\u0219tii, dulgherii \u0219i pompierii; c\u0103ci este pesemne \u0219i aici ca-n toate ale lumii un fel de ironie a soartii: nimini nu s-aprinde mai grozav ca un pompier. C\u00e2nd \u00eei trebuia Stavreaschii \u201cmadmazela\u201d, madmazela \u0219edea la taifas ori se zbenguia p\u00e2ntre culise . \u00centr-o sear\u0103 multregretata artist\u0103 juca pe regina \u00eentr-o melodram\u0103 \u00eenfrico\u0219at\u0103 . \u00cen actul al patrulea se f\u0103cea o revolu\u021bie la poarta palatului . Regina, blocat\u0103 \u00een palat de valurile populare, intra \u00een scen\u0103, care reprezenta o mare sal\u0103 de recep\u021bie, zicea c\u00e2teva cuvinte pripite, ie\u0219ea apoi \u00een balcon ca s\u0103 vaz\u0103 ce e jos, unde urla mul\u021bimea turbat\u0103, \u0219i trebuia s\u0103 se \u00eentoarc\u0103 \u00een scen\u0103 repede, palid\u0103 \u0219i desfigurat\u0103 de groaz\u0103\u00a0: v\u0103zuse cum pe fiul ei iubit \u00eel sf\u00e2\u0219iau fiarele sc\u0103pate din lan\u021burile robiei . Pentru ca efectul s\u0103 fie mai puternic, talentata tragedian\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i preg\u0103tise pudr\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 ro\u0219u ca s\u0103-\u0219i dea pe braz c\u00e2nd o ie\u0219i \u00een balcon . Vine actul al patrulea\u00a0; replica se apropie . Raluca d\u0103 cutia cu pudr\u0103 \u0219i oglinjoara \u00een m\u00e2na madmazelei \u0219i-i zice foarte sever\u0103\u00a0:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Madmazelo, s\u0103 faci bun\u0103tate s\u0103 vii dup\u0103 mine: s\u0103 nu te dezlipe\u0219ti de-aci, ai \u00een\u021beles? daca nu vrei s\u0103 te scarm\u0103n!<\/span><\/p>\n

Replica a sosit. Strig\u0103te fioroase se aud sub balconul palatului regal. Regina se arat\u0103 \u00eencruntat\u0103 de spaim\u0103 \u00een scen\u0103. Cum intr\u0103 ea, pocne\u0219te \u00een tot teatrul un r\u00e2s ca de cine \u0219tie ce com\u00e8die. Ea pune m\u00e2inile la piept, ridic\u0103 ochii la cer, p\u0103\u0219e\u0219te spre ramp\u0103 \u0219i declam\u0103 cu toat\u0103 c\u0103ldura:<\/p>\n

\u201cFiul meu\u00a0! prin\u021bul\u00a0!\u2026 unde e prin\u021bul\u00a0? Dumnezeul meu\u00a0! presim\u021b o mare nenorocire\u00a0!\u201d<\/p>\n

A\u0219! publicul r\u00e2de \u00eenainte cu un hohot colosal \u0219i se porne\u0219te s-aplaude cu m\u00e2inile, cu picioarele, cu bastoanele \u2014 se zguduia policandrul. Regina \u00ee\u0219i pierde cump\u0103tul. \u00cent\u00eei nu \u0219tie ce s\u0103 creaz\u0103, ea, at\u00e2t de obijnuit\u0103 s\u0103 captiveze \u0219i s\u0103 st\u0103p\u00e2neasc\u0103 publicul cu glasul ei frumos, cu \u021binuta \u0219i gesturile ei nobile. Apoi \u00eei trece prin g\u00e2nd c\u0103 este o cabal\u0103, pentru care trebuie s\u0103 fie recunosc\u0103toare Mari\u021bii \u201eBlondii\u201d (Costandineasca) cu care era certat\u0103 la cu\u021bite… Dar cheful publicului merge \u00eenainte cresc\u00e2nd: nu e chip s\u0103 mai stea \u00een scen\u0103. Tremur\u00e2nd din toate fibrele, cu sufletul \u00een prada unei senza\u021bii mortale, face la dreapta-mprejur ca s\u0103 fug\u0103… C\u00e2nd se \u00eentoarce s\u0103 scape de privirile ame\u021bitoare a sutelor de chipuri str\u00e2mbe de r\u00e2s, de cine d\u0103 cu ochii?… De madmazela… Madmazela era la spate, cu oglinjoara la sub\u021bioar\u0103, cu cutia cu pudr\u0103 \u00eentr-o m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i cu puful \u00eenc\u0103rcat \u00een alta, gata s\u0103 i-l aplice: intrase de la-nceput dup\u0103 urma nefericitei suverane. \u00cenchipuie-\u0219i oricine ce furtun\u0103 de r\u00e2sete a fost \u00een teatru c\u00e2nd a v\u0103zut lumea c\u0103 \u0219i regina a descoperit cauza misterioas\u0103 a nenorocirii ei.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Ce cau\u021bi aici, mizerabilo? r\u0103cne\u0219te regina \u00een culmea \u00eencord\u0103rii tragice, \u0219i cu pumnii-ncle\u0219ta\u021bi vrea s\u0103 se repeaz\u0103 asupra sclavei importune.<\/p>\n

Publicul simte c\u0103-i explica\u021bie la mijloc \u0219i se opre\u0219te ca prin farmec din r\u00e2s, ca \u0219i cum o singur\u0103 palm\u0103 n\u0103bu\u0219ise toate gurile-ntr-o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Nu mi-ai poruncit s\u0103 viu dup\u0103 dumneata c\u0103 m\u0103 scarmeni? Alt potop de r\u00e2sete \u0219i de aplauze. \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it, Gatineau, regizorul, prinde de veste \u00eentr-un t\u00e2rziu, ca todeauna, \u0219i strig\u0103 lui Petrache ma\u0219inistul s\u0103 lase cortina. Peste zece minute c\u00e2nd s-a potolit zgomotul vesel, s-a \u00eenceput iar actul \u2014 dar dram\u0103 mai era aceea? Trecea c\u00e2t trecea, se\u00a0<\/span>st\u0103p\u00e2nea lumea c\u00e2teva secunde \u0219i iar pufnea ori cineva din public, ori chiar un actor, \u0219i s\u0103 te \u021bii apoi! toat\u0103 lumea \u2014 adic\u0103 toat\u0103 lumea afar\u0103 de Raluca, fire\u0219te, care era \u00een adev\u0103r cea mai dezolat\u0103 regin\u0103.<\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 ce a sc\u0103rm\u0103nat-o pe madmazela, i-a dat a doua zi drumul, \u0219i s-a \u00eemp\u0103cat \u0219i cu Blonda; c\u0103ci la repeti\u021bia de diminea\u021b\u0103 neap\u0103rat s-a vorbit tot de com\u00e8dia de cu seara, \u0219i din vorb\u0103-n vorb\u0103, Blonda \u2014 ea nu fusese seara la teatru \u2014 a zis c\u0103tre Dragulici:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Biata Raluca! auzi, biata fat\u0103! s\u0103-i strice proasta tocmai monologul, calul ei de b\u0103taie!<\/p>\n

Raluca auzit-o, a uitat c\u0103 sunt certate \u0219i a luat-o gura pe dinainte:<\/p>\n

\u2014 \u00cenchipuie\u0219te-\u021bi, drag\u0103, tocmai scena pe care contam!<\/p>\n

Astfel s-a rupt ghea\u021ba \u0219i cele dou\u0103 prime subiecte s-au f\u0103cut iar prietene bune. Asta era \u00eentr-o luni diminea\u021ba: vineri sau s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 s-au certat iar, fiindc\u0103 Stavreasca a pretins de la direc\u021bie s\u0103-i dea ei \u00eentr-o\u00a0repriz\u0103<\/i>\u00a0un rol pe care-l \u201ecrease\u201d Blonda… Asta nu se face: fiecare cu crea\u021biile lui\u00a0!<\/p>\n

QUIPROQUO<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00centr-un an c\u0103dea Cr\u0103ciunul s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 \u2014 s\u00e2mb\u0103ta era ziua operii italiane. Se dedea\u00a0II Trovatore.<\/i>\u00a0De pe la cinci ceasuri galeria gemea de mitoc\u0103nime foarte vesel\u0103. C\u00e2ntau tenorul Patierno, primadona Bianchi \u0219i baritonul, nu mai \u021biu minte cum \u00eel chema \u2014 un nume italienesc strajnic \u2014 Crampampolini, cam a\u0219a ceva \u2014 \u00eens\u0103 un excelent bariton.<\/p>\n

Teatrul plin \u0219i arti\u0219tii foarte bine dispu\u0219i. Signora Bianchi era cam dup\u0103 mas\u0103, foarte aprins\u0103 la fa\u021b\u0103 \u0219i apilpisit\u0103; tenorul era \u00een voce, iar signor Crampampolini pr\u00e2nzise\u00a0in compania della Bianchi, corpo di Dio!<\/i><\/p>\n

Terzetul final din actul \u00eent\u00e2i a mers admirabil, un\u00a0brio<\/i>\u00a0rar. Aplauze nebune, galeria fanatizat\u0103. \u201eBis! bis!\u201d A doua oar\u0103 bucata merge \u0219i mai cald. C\u00e2nt\u0103re\u021bii sunt chema\u021bi la ramp\u0103 de dou\u0103, de trei, de patru ori. C\u00e2\u021biva amatori furio\u0219i \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 cheme pe arti\u0219ti a cincea oar\u0103;\u00a0<\/span>de ast\u0103 dat\u0103 nu mai se prinde: se mai aud far\u0103 r\u0103sunet ici \u0219i colo c\u00e2teva b\u0103t\u0103i \u00een palme umflate \u0219i ostenite, \u0219i-n sf\u00e2r\u0219it un glas mitoc\u0103nesc din galerie porne\u0219te\u00a0risolutto fortissimo<\/i><\/p>\n

\u2014Bravo!… Pascali! Matilda! Dimitriade!<\/p>\n

EXCES DE ZEL<\/span><\/h2>\n

La Br\u0103ila a deschis \u00eent\u00e2i\u00a0caf\u00e9-chantant<\/i>\u00a0un grec, \u00eentr-o gr\u0103din\u0103 unde \u021binea \u0219i cafenea \u0219i birt. Grecul adusese, dup\u0103 recomanda\u021bia unui samsar, o c\u00e2nt\u0103rea\u021b\u0103 excentric\u0103 de renume. La reprezenta\u021bia de deschidere, gr\u0103dina era plin\u0103 de lume \u2014 tot negustori chiaburi cu nevestele, cu fete mari, cu copii…<\/p>\n

Impresariul era \u00een culmea fericirii, se plimba de la mas\u0103 la mas\u0103, z\u00e2mbea \u0219i saluta cu respect \u00een dreapta \u0219i-n st\u00e2nga. \u201eDiva\u201d, care nu cuno\u0219tea moravurile caste ale publicului br\u0103ilean, apare pe scen\u0103 \u00eentr-un costum abracadabrant; porne\u0219te s\u0103 c\u00e2nte, s-aprinde, face gesturi prea-prea \u0219i la refren,\u00a0Eh! allez-y, mon petit chien\u2026 etc., \u00eei trage un chiot apilpisit \u0219i ni\u0219te tifle… cu piciorul. Toat\u0103 lumea scandalizat\u0103; grecul se reazim\u0103 de un felinar s\u0103 nu caz\u0103. Refrenul se repet\u0103 cu mai mult\u00a0<\/i>brio:\u00a0lumea \u00eencepe s\u0103 murmure \u0219i s\u0103 se ridice. Grecul, \u00eengrozit, d\u0103 s\u0103 se repeaz\u0103 pe scen\u0103, dar nu-l ajut\u0103 balamalele. Al treilea cuplet cu v\u00e2rf \u0219i-ndesat! Lumea se scoal\u0103, \u0219i-n mijlocul protest\u0103rilor de indignare s-aude un \u021bip\u0103t sf\u00e2\u0219ietor \u2014 le\u0219inase impresariul…<\/i><\/p>\n

Fiindc\u0103 pusese capital \u00een \u00eentreprindere \u0219i avea contract cu \u201ediva\u201d s-o \u021bie m\u0103car dou\u0103 luni cu c\u00e2te dou\u0103zeci \u0219i cinci de lei pe sear\u0103, a trebuit s-o p\u0103streze. \u00cen toate serile \u00eens\u0103 \u0219edea \u00eentre culise: c\u00e2nd venea refrenul, punea m\u00e2na \u00een buzunarul jiletcii \u0219i striga:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Madama! dau \u021bin\u021bi fran\u021bi \u0219uplimentu: mai cu mode\u0219tia!<\/p>\n

<\/span>REVAN\u0218\u0102<\/span><\/h2>\n

Direc\u021bia teatrului o \u021binea Costache Caragiale \u00een tov\u0103r\u0103\u0219ie cu Costache Mihaileanu. Iorgu Caragiale ie\u0219ise din \u0219coala de muzic\u0103 a cade\u021bilor \u2014 adic\u0103 jum\u0103tate ie\u0219ise \u0219i\u00a0<\/span>trei sferturi fusese dat afar\u0103, pentru c\u0103 nu-nv\u0103\u021ba nimica \u0219i se \u021binea de farse toat\u0103 vremea. La \u0219coala de muzic\u0103 era profesor un pop\u0103 de regiment muscal, fugit, se zicea, din \u021bara lui, unde fusese os\u00e2ndit la pierderea darului. Era un pop\u0103 r\u0103u \u0219i ursuz. Odat\u0103 scoate pe Iorgu la teorie \u0219i-l \u00eentreab\u0103 \u00een c\u00e2te feluri se duce o not\u0103 \u021binut\u0103; Iorgu se g\u00e2nde\u0219te, se scarpin\u0103-n cap \u0219i r\u0103spunde:<\/p>\n

\u2014\u00a0Crescendo, descrescendo<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i\u00a0ris…<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i\u00a0r\u0103s…<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i\u00a0ris…,<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i nu mai \u0219tie.<\/p>\n

\u2014 \u0218i\u00a0r\u0103s<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i\u00a0ris<\/i>\u00a0ce? \u00eentreab\u0103 popa r\u0103stit \u0219i d\u0103 s\u0103-l apuce de ureche. Iorgu se fere\u0219te-n l\u0103turi \u0219i r\u0103spunde:<\/p>\n

\u2014 \u0218i\u00a0r\u0103s<\/i>-pop\u0103!<\/p>\n

Apoi i-a tras popa \u0219i\u00a0crescendo<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i\u00a0descrescendo<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i\u00a0rinforzando,<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i l-a dat afar\u0103; \u0219i astfel se g\u0103sea acuma luat pe procopseal\u0103 de frate-s\u0103u \u0219i de tovar\u0103\u0219ul acestuia, Costache Mihaileanu. \u00cen teatru avea c\u00e2mp deschis pentru instinctele sale de fars\u0103, la cari n-a a\u0219teptat mult ca s\u0103 le dea de lucru.<\/p>\n

\u00centr-o sear\u0103 juca directorul Mihaileanu pe un nobil cavaler r\u0103t\u0103citor. Dup\u0103 ce-l omoar\u0103 vr\u0103jma\u0219ii \u00eentr-o \u00eent\u00e2lnire, fra\u021bii de arme \u00eel aduc pe n\u0103s\u0103lii, \u00eel \u00eentind pe catafalc, \u0219i amanta vine s\u0103-l pl\u00e2ng\u0103. Catafalcul era a\u0219ezat l\u00e2ng\u0103 fundal tocmai unde venea gaura tabloului \u2014 toate tablourile au c\u00e2te o mic\u0103 sp\u0103rtur\u0103 pe unde se vede de-napoi \u00een scen\u0103 \u0219i-n public. Ce-l \u00eempinge demonul pe Iorgu? Pune un ac \u00een v\u00e2rful unei nuiele, v\u00e2r\u0103 nuiaua p\u00e2n spartura perdelii \u0219i-ncepe s\u0103-mboldeasc\u0103 pe r\u0103posatul cavaler, pe c\u00e2nd \u00eel jelea at\u00e2ta lume adunat\u0103 cu venera\u021bie \u00eemprejurul catafalcului.<\/p>\n

\u201eS-a stins sufletul cel mai generos, s-a oprit din b\u0103t\u0103ile ei inima cea mai fidel\u0103!\u201d se vait\u0103 amanta dezolat\u0103.<\/p>\n

Iorgu \u00eei trage c\u00e2teva bolduri; r\u0103posatul \u0219opte\u0219te:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Ce-i asta, bre? Cine-i acolo?<\/p>\n

\u201eS-a pierdut floarea cavalerismului! s-a fr\u00e2nt spada cea mai nobil\u0103 a m\u00e2ndrei Burgundii!\u201d adaog\u0103 un frate de arme.<\/p>\n

Iorgu repet\u0103 cruda juc\u0103rie; Mihaileanu, fierb\u00e2nd:<\/p>\n

\u2014 E\u0219ti nebun?… Cine-i ala?… Vrei s\u0103 m\u0103 scol acuma de-aici?<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201eMort! mort el\u00a0! Dumnezeul meu! mort! \u201c<\/p>\n

Iorgu cu nuielu\u0219a iar; Mihaileanu, \u00een culmea scr\u00e2\u0219nirii:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Cine e? s\u0103-l ucid c\u00e2nd m-oi scula! Ah! m-a omor\u00e2t mi\u0219elul… tic\u0103losul!<\/p>\n

A\u0219! l-a chinuit pe r\u0103posatul p\u00e2n\u0103 s-a l\u0103sat perdeaua… Se scoal\u0103-n sf\u00e2r\u0219it Mihaileanu turbat, alearg\u0103 pe scen\u0103, afl\u0103 cine fusese \u201emi\u0219elul\u201d \u0219i-i arde lui Iorgu cu sete c\u00e2teva perechi de palme de-i str\u0103mut\u0103 c\u0103priorii. Dup\u0103 aceea mai vine \u0219i cel\u0103lalt director, Costache Caragiale, \u0219i-i trage altele, ca s\u0103-i puie la loc ce-i scr\u00e2ntise tovar\u0103\u0219ul. Iorgu le m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103 \u0219i tace.<\/p>\n

Vine mai t\u00e2rziu vremea s\u0103 se joace\u00a0Don Ranudo de Colibrados,<\/i>\u00a0o fars\u0103 de Kotzebue, foarte comic\u0103, de\u0219i prea copil\u0103reasc\u0103. Don Ranudo e un \u201egrande d’Espana\u201d ruinat, lipit p\u0103m\u00e2ntului, \u00eens\u0103 tot fudul, tot \u021ban\u021bo\u0219 \u0219i plin de \u201emorg\u0103\u201d. Odat\u0103 se plimb\u0103 cu nobila \u201edona\u201d de Colibrados, ligni\u021bi am\u00e2ndoi de foame, p\u00e2n satul vasalilor lui, \u0219i-nt\u00e2lne\u0219te pe unul st\u00e2nd pe c\u00e2mp la gustare. \u00cel \u00eentreab\u0103:<\/p>\n

\u201eM\u0103, \u021b\u0103r\u0103noiule, ce faci tu acolo?\u201d \u021a\u0103ranul se-nchin\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 la p\u0103m\u00e2nt:<\/p>\n

\u201eGustam \u0219i eu ceva, st\u0103p\u00e2ne.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201eCe gustai, m\u0103?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201eNi\u0219te br\u00e2nz\u0103, m\u0103ria-ta.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201eCe fel de br\u00e2nz\u0103? ia s\u0103 v\u0103z \u0219i eu ce fel de br\u00e2nz\u0103… \u0218tii, nobila mea consoart\u0103, c\u0103 m\u00e2nc\u0103rile b\u0103d\u0103ranilor \u0103stora au c\u00e2teodat\u0103 gust bun, mai ales dup\u0103 plimbare… Ia s\u0103-\u021bi v\u0103z br\u00e2nza, mocofane!…\u201d<\/p>\n

\u021a\u0103ranul le d\u0103 atunci o bucat\u0103 din desaga lui, iar nobilii trebuiesc s\u0103 i-o smuceasc\u0103 repede \u0219i s-o m\u0103n\u00e2nce cu mare l\u0103comie.<\/p>\n

Costache Mihaileanu (don Ranudo) era foarte gre\u021bos: te miri din ce i se apleca; de aceea, c\u00e2nd avea s\u0103 m\u0103n\u00eence ceva \u00een scen\u0103, \u00ee\u0219i aducea buc\u0103\u021bica lui de-acas\u0103. Iorgu \u00eei zice directorului, care uitase demult istoria cu acul:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Nene Costache, d\u0103-mi mie s\u0103 joc pe \u021b\u0103ranul.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Bine; ia-l.<\/p>\n

La reprezenta\u021bie, Mihaileanu \u00eei d\u0103 o bucat\u0103 frumoas\u0103 de ca\u0219 s\u0103-l aib\u0103 \u00een desag\u0103: Iorgu \u00eens\u0103 \u00een scen\u0103 m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103 el ca\u0219ul \u0219i-i d\u0103 \u00een loc un cocolo\u0219 de lum\u00e2nare de seu cu fitil cu\u00a0<\/span>tot t\u0103v\u0103lit \u00een r\u0103z\u0103tur\u0103 de s\u0103pun \u0219i acoperit cu praf de tibi\u0219ir.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2t era de fl\u0103m\u00e2nd nobilul hidalgo, de mu\u0219cat a mu\u0219cat-o, dar n-a putut-o-nghi\u021bi br\u00e2nza b\u0103d\u0103ranului.<\/p>\n

<\/span>DIN CARE SE VEDE C\u0102 METODA CHINOROZULUI NU-I AT\u00c2T DE RECENT\u0102 PE C\u00c2T S-AR CREDE<\/span><\/h2>\n

Iorgu se emancipase de frate-s\u0103u Costache \u0219i locuia singur \u00een casa unde se f\u0103ceau probele, \u00een dosul teatrului; avea un salona\u0219 \u0219i o odaie de culcare. \u00cen casa aceea se aduna regulat un cerc de \u0219trengari veseli tot unu \u0219i unu, fel de fel de tipuri. Din cercul acela au f\u0103cut parte \u00een tinere\u021bea lor o mul\u021bime de oameni, cari mai t\u00e2rziu au jucat un rol \u00eensemnat \u00een \u021bar\u0103: este destul s\u0103 citez pe cel mai mare democrat al istoriei noastre \u2014 C.A. Rosetti. \u00cen aceast\u0103 amestec\u0103tur\u0103 de viitori oameni ilu\u0219tri \u0219i de nulit\u0103\u021bi, de oameni de spirit \u0219i de nerozi, pe cari-i aduna \u0219i-i \u021binea la un loc numai dragostea de p\u0103c\u0103leli, de r\u00e2s \u0219i de veselie, se afla \u0219i un oarecare Matache Pi\u021birig\u0103 \u2014 c\u00e2nt\u0103re\u021b \u00een dreapta la biserica Slobozia, corist la oper\u0103 \u0219i actor la teatrul rom\u00e2n.<\/p>\n

Tot \u00eentr-o vreme r\u0103s\u0103rea pe orizontul artei na\u021bionale o nou\u0103 stea ursit\u0103 s\u0103 eclipseze toat\u0103 pleiada… Peste scurt timp de la apari\u021bia ei, ajunsese obiectul unui cult public. T\u00e2n\u0103ra stea monopolizase adora\u021bia elegan\u021bilor timpului, iar pe de alt\u0103 parte Iorgu monopolizase atribu\u021biile de preot al sectei. Unul dintre sectarii noului cult, un t\u00e2n\u0103r boier pe at\u00e2t de ur\u00e2t \u0219i de zevzec, pe c\u00e2t era de fervent, fiind \u0219i el membru \u00een cercul \u0219trengarilor, vine odat\u0103 la Iorgu \u0219i i se m\u0103rturise\u0219te:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Aman, Iorgule drag\u0103! sunt pr\u0103p\u0103dit, nenorocit, nu mai pot tr\u0103i de at\u00e2ta chin: s\u0103 nu m\u0103 la\u0219i!<\/p>\n

\u0218i-i spune c\u0103 i-a scris \u201epersoanii\u201d multe r\u0103v\u0103\u0219ele cu miros de odagaci, dar c\u0103 n-a avut parte de r\u0103spuns; c\u0103 este desperat \u0219i s-a hot\u0103r\u00e2t s-o ispr\u0103veasc\u0103 la un fel: ori s\u0103 capete o \u00eent\u00e2lnire ca s\u0103-\u0219i declare focul, ori s\u0103-\u0219i ia adio de la lume; \u0219-a\u0219a \u00eel roag\u0103 pe Iorgu, ca prieten \u0219i b\u0103iat de inim\u0103, s\u0103 nu-l lase \u0219i s\u0103-i fac\u0103 rost de o ocazie, pentru\u00a0<\/span>care t\u00e2n\u0103rul va \u0219ti s\u0103 fie cu prisos recunosc\u0103tor. La aceast\u0103 propunere destul de boiereasc\u0103, Iorgu, care \u0219tia toate biletele \u0219i toate st\u0103ruin\u021bele ur\u00e2tului, \u00eei r\u0103spunde:<\/p>\n

\u2014 \u00ce\u021bi fac rost, dar mai \u00eent\u00e2i s\u0103 dai un chef \u0219trengarilor.<\/p>\n

Se-n\u021belege c\u0103 a doua sear\u0103 se \u0219i \u00eenfiin\u021base cheful \u00een salona\u0219ul lui Iorgu. \u0218ampanie din destul, \u0219i to\u021bi \u0219trengarii \u00een p\u0103r.<\/p>\n

Ghebosul, c\u0103ci era \u0219i ghebos \u00eenamoratul, g\u0103tit, pom\u0103duit \u0219i parfumat, p\u00e2n\u0103 s\u0103 nu se puie la mas\u0103 era \u0219i ame\u021bit de perspectiva fericirii, \u0219i acum tr\u0103gea cu coada ochiului la Iorgu, a\u0219tept\u00e2nd semnalul \u2014 c\u0103ci fericirea \u00eei era promis\u0103 chiar pentru seara aceea… \u0218trengarii erau mai nebuni ca todeauna, iar Matache, \u00een capul mesii, c\u00e2nta pe nas pope\u0219te:<\/p>\n

\u201eAdev\u0103r, adev\u0103r gr\u0103iesc vou\u0103: pu\u021bin \u0219i nu m\u0103 ve\u021bi vedea \u0219i iar\u0103\u0219i pu\u021bin \u0219i m\u0103 ve\u021bi vedea!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u0218i r\u00e2sete… \u0219i chef!… Tocmai c\u00e2nd se-ncinsese bine toiul petrecerii, lui Matache \u00eei vine r\u0103u, se scoal\u0103 de la mas\u0103 \u0219i iese afar\u0103 s\u0103 ia aer… Era p\u00e2n ianuarie. Mai trece pu\u021bin \u0219i Iorgu ridic\u0103 un toast \u201epentru realizarea visurilor tutulor amoreza\u021bilor\u201d… era semnalul. Deodat\u0103 se \u0219i aude \u00een od\u0103i\u021ba de al\u0103turi o tuse ginga\u0219e n\u0103bu\u0219it\u0103:<\/p>\n

\u201e\u021aine-m\u0103, N\u0103sc\u0103toare! S\u0103 nu m\u0103 la\u0219i, sfinte Pantazi!\u201d<\/p>\n

Iorgu deschide u\u0219a de la mijloc, pune m\u00e2na \u00een cocoa\u0219a ipochimenului, \u00eei face v\u00e2nt \u00een od\u0103i\u021b\u0103 \u0219i-nchide la loc… Peste c\u00e2teva minute se aud \u021bipetele \u00eenamoratului \u00een\u0103untru \u0219i u\u0219a din fund bufnind; apoi se deschide u\u0219a de la mijloc \u0219i s-arat\u0103 Matache \u00een\u00a0n\u00e9glig\u00e9<\/i>\u00a0de jun\u0103 c\u00e2nt\u00e2nd \u00een falset ca o maic\u0103 stari\u021b\u0103:<\/p>\n

\u201e…\u0218i iar\u0103\u0219i pu\u021bin \u0219i m\u0103 ve\u021bi vedea!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00cenamoratul intrase \u00een od\u0103i\u021b\u0103, unde b\u0103tea pe fereastr\u0103 lumina \u00eendoioas\u0103 a z\u0103pezii de-afar\u0103 \u0219i numaidec\u00e2t \u00eencepuse s\u0103-\u0219i toarne declara\u021bia. Matache \u00eel m\u00e2ng\u00e2iase pe obraz, pe g\u00e2t, apoi, sim\u021bind c\u0103 ur\u00e2tul s-apropie s\u0103-l pupe, \u00eel umflase de p\u0103r \u0219i de urechi \u0219i-i demonstrase c\u0103 nu era ce-\u0219i \u00eenchipuia. Nenorocitul a dat n\u0103val\u0103 la u\u0219a din fund, care r\u0103spundea \u00een curte, a luat-o la fug\u0103 p\u00e2n z\u0103pad\u0103, pe din dosul teatrului, \u0219i s-a oprit tocmai la cafeneaua Fialcowsky numa-n gheroc \u0219i cu capul gol.<\/span><\/p>\n

P-atunci junimea aleas\u0103 se str\u00e2ngea la Fialcowsky. \u00cen cafenea era lume mult\u0103 \u00eemprejurul biliardului: se juca o partid\u0103 interesant\u0103. Cum a intrat t\u00e2n\u0103rul nostru, toat\u0103 lumea a p\u0103r\u0103sit jocul \u0219i a-nceput s\u0103 bat\u0103 din palme \u0219i s\u0103 se str\u00e2mbe de r\u00e2s. T\u00e2n\u0103rul a r\u0103mas \u00eencremenit c\u00e2tva timp \u2014 nu-\u0219i putea \u00eenchipui s\u0103 fi transpirat a\u0219a de repede \u0219tirea despre trista-i aventur\u0103 \u2014 p\u00e2n\u0103 i-a spus unul s\u0103 se uite-n oglind\u0103…<\/p>\n

Era peste tot obrazul negru str\u0103lucios ca o cizm\u0103 de parad\u0103: Matache fusese uns pe m\u00e2ini cu chinoroz.<\/p>\n

\u00cenamoratul nenorocit nu \u0219i-a f\u0103cut seama singur de desperare \u2014 chinorozul pesemne are efect r\u0103coritor \u2014 dimpotriv\u0103 a tr\u0103it \u0219i \u00eenc\u0103 bine, a\u0219a c\u0103 mai t\u00e2rziu a ocupat multe func\u021biuni \u0219i dignit\u0103\u021bi \u00eenalte, a trecut de mare om politic, de mare orator \u0219i mare literat… bine\u00een\u021beles c\u0103 mai mare dec\u00e2t orice a fost \u0219i a r\u0103mas p\u00e2n\u0103 la moarte aceea ce fusese c\u00e2nd cu chinorozul lui Matache.<\/p>\n

…C\u00e2nd acu c\u00e2\u021biva ani ad\u0103ogam la carnetul meu \u0219irurile de mai sus, t\u00e2n\u0103rul p\u0103c\u0103lit tr\u0103ia \u00eenc\u0103; ast\u0103zi el e mort \u2014 Dumnezeu s\u0103-l ierte de toate versurile \u0219i de toat\u0103 proza cu care a \u00eenavu\u021bit t\u00e2n\u0103ra noastr\u0103 literatur\u0103, de toate discursurile pe cari le-a pronun\u021bat pe r\u00e2nd \u00een cele dou\u0103 Camere \u0219i-n \u00eentruniri publice! \u2014 \u0219i fiindc\u0103 \u201edespre mor\u021bi numai bine\u201d, iat\u0103-i numele pur \u0219i simplu: Pantazi Ghica.<\/p>\n

<\/span>LOGIC\u0102 STR\u00c2NS\u0102<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00cen vremea r\u0103zboiului din urm\u0103, pe var\u0103, lui Iorgu Caragiale \u00eei venise iar furia s\u0103 joace \u2014 c\u0103ci era retras din teatru de vreo c\u00e2\u021biva ani \u0219i avea func\u021bia de comisar comunal la hala din Pia\u021ba Amzii. Despre \u201eaceast\u0103 ocupa\u021bie burghez\u0103 \u0219i prozaic\u0103, \u0219i despre c\u0103derea lui din gloria artistic\u0103 trecut\u0103\u201d \u2014 a\u0219a zicea el \u2014 f\u0103cuse, \u00eentr-un moment de inspira\u021bie, c\u00e2teva versuri lirice cam a\u0219a:<\/p>\n

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\u201eDup-at\u00e2\u021bia ani de fal\u0103,<\/dd>\n
De art\u0103, poezie,<\/dd>\n
M\u0103 v\u0103z v\u0103taf la hal\u0103<\/dd>\n
Peste m\u0103cel\u0103rie;<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
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\u0218i bietele bucheturi,<\/dd>\n
Ce-adese-am secerat,<\/dd>\n
\u00cen ni\u0219te zarzavaturi<\/dd>\n
Acum s-au preschimbat!\u201d<\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n

Acuma, apucat de nostalgia culiselor, \u00eentocmise o trup\u0103 de nesp\u0103la\u021bi \u0219i luase cu chirie locul viran de pe Podul Mogo\u0219oaii \u00een fa\u021ba str\u0103zii Umbrii, unde s-a cl\u0103dit mai t\u00e2rziu casele lui Ienciulescu. Pune dulgherii s\u0103-i fac\u0103 o scen\u0103 […] \u0219i-ncepe reprezenta\u021biile.<\/p>\n

\u00centr-o s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 seara, era \u0219i s\u0103rb\u0103toare, juca\u00a0Adam si Eva.<\/i>\u00a0Gr\u0103dina era plin\u0103, mai ales de ovrei. Iorgu, directorul, n-avea rol; se plimba de colo p\u00e2n\u0103 colo p\u00e2ntre public ca s\u0103 se bucure de succes. Localul, cum era a\u0219ezat, nu era prea potrivit pentru teatru: cu zgomotul tr\u0103surilor de pe Podul Mogo\u0219oaii, nu putea auzi publicul nimica de pe scen\u0103.<\/p>\n

Era tocmai monologul Satanii. Satana se vedea d\u00e2nd din m\u00e2ini \u0219i din picioare, se vedea mi\u0219c\u00e2nd buzele, dar grai de loc. Un ovrei de la locul din urm\u0103, l\u00e2ng\u0103 zidul care da \u00een pod, \u00eel vede trec\u00e2nd pe directorul \u0219i-l cheam\u0103:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Domnule director! Domnule Iorgu! iu n-avuz nimica; dracul ala vorbe\u0219te prea \u00eencet.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Strig\u0103-i s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103 mai tare, zice directorul \u0219i pleac\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u2014Mai tare! mai tare! strig\u0103 ovreiul.<\/p>\n

Degeaba… Iar:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Domnule director!<\/p>\n

\u2014 Ce pofte\u0219ti iar, nene?<\/p>\n

\u2014 Nu m-avude.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Apoi dac\u0103 nu te-\u00a0avude<\/i>\u00a0dracul pe dumneata, cum vrei s\u0103-l\u00a0avuzi<\/i>\u00a0dumneata pe el?<\/p>\n

A r\u0103mas ovreiul deocamdat\u0103 ame\u021bit de logica zdrobitoare a directorului, dar pe urm\u0103 s-a dezmeticit \u0219i nu s-a l\u0103sat:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Domnule Iorgu!…<\/p>\n

\u2014 lar?<\/p>\n

\u2014 Apoi nu mi-a plitit el s\u0103 m-avuz\u0103: iu am plitit s\u0103-l avuz pe el!<\/span><\/p>\n

V\u0103z\u00e2nd Iorgu c\u0103 n-o scoate la c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2i cu ovreiul, \u00eei zice:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Las\u0103, nene; nu vezi ce zgomot e afar\u0103? mai aibi \u0219i dumneata r\u0103bdare p\u00e2n\u0103 la Sf\u00e2ntul Dumitru, p\u00e2n’ ne-om muta de aici! Era pe la S\u00e2nt\u0103m\u0103rie.<\/p>\n

<\/span>MOMENT DE DISTRAC\u021aIE<\/span><\/h2>\n

Serghe r\u0103posatul era de specialitatea lui dramatic\u0103\u00a0intrigant<\/i>\u00a0\u00een melodram\u0103 \u0219i \u00een comedie\u00a0moralist mu\u0219c\u0103tor.<\/i>\u00a0Odat\u0103 juca cu trupa lui proprie \u00een provincie o melodram\u0103, \u00een care fabula este cam a\u0219a: un mizerabil persecut\u0103 de moarte pe o pereche de tineri foarte cumsecade, buni nevinova\u021bi. \u00cel juca Serghe pe mizerabilul. Acest intrigant face fel de fel de mi\u0219elii \u0219i crime, \u0219i ce e mai scandalos dec\u00e2t orice e c\u0103 omul acesta pervers are o virtute \u2014 con\u0219tiin\u021ba tic\u0103lo\u0219iei lui, \u0219i spune curat, cu un cinism revolt\u0103tor, c\u0103 el e bun de sp\u00e2nzurat. Victimele, pe cari era c\u00e2t p-aci s\u0103 le r\u0103pun\u0103, scap\u0103 la un moment dat din mrejele lui. El spumeaz\u0103 \u0219i toarn\u0103 de ciud\u0103 un monolog enorm; dup\u0103 ce se m\u0103rturise\u0219te publicului de toate c\u00e2te le-a f\u0103cut, \u00eencheie cu o fraz\u0103 de mare efect:<\/p>\n

\u201eA! iubi\u021bii mei! A! naiv\u0103 pereche de turturele! m\u0103 crede\u021bi \u00eenvins?… N-ave\u021bi grije! nu-mi ve\u021bi sc\u0103pa! Am s\u0103 v\u0103 \u00eenf\u0103\u0219ur \u00een urzeala mea ca \u0219i un p\u0103ianjen infam pe dou\u0103 musculi\u021be amorezate\u00a0!… Da, da! sunt infam! sunt un p\u0103ianjen infam!\u201d<\/p>\n

Apoi r\u00e2de sardonic, \u0219i-arunc\u0103 mantaua peste um\u0103r \u0219i pleac\u0103 cu pa\u0219i largi \u0219i ap\u0103sa\u021bi.<\/p>\n

Serghe \u021binea la monologul lui, dec\u00e2t nu \u0219tia boab\u0103 din rol, ca de obicei:<\/p>\n

\u2014 La tine mi-e n\u0103dejdea, Caimac b\u0103ietei f\u0103g\u0103duiesc s\u0103 fac cinste! Caimac era diminutivul de m\u00e2ng\u00e2iere al lui Maican sufleorul.<\/p>\n

…Iaca a sosit \u00een fine \u0219i marele monolog… P\u0103ianjenul infam o ia la \u00eenceput cu bini\u0219orul, rar \u0219i-ndesat. \u0218irurile d\u00e2nt\u00eei merg bine… Pe urm\u0103 se porne\u0219te mai iute;\u00a0<\/span>Maican \u00eel \u021bine de scurt; Serghe \u00eei d\u0103 zor \u00eenainte, se-nfierb\u00e2nt\u0103, iar Maican sufl\u0103 din fundul inimii. La o fraz\u0103 pe care o apuc\u0103 bine, Serghe se repede-n goana mare, strig\u0103, sfor\u0103ie \u0219i nu mai aude pe sufleor. Acesta, cum era foarte nervos \u0219i pripit\u00bb pierde \u0219i el \u0219irul, \u0219i se-neac\u0103 am\u00e2ndoi de tot. P\u0103ianjenul desperat \u00ee\u0219i fr\u00e2nge m\u00e2inile, bate din picior \u0219i m\u00e2r\u00e2ie p\u00e2ntre din\u021bi:<\/p>\n

\u2014 M-ai omor\u00e2t, frate Caimac… mersi!<\/p>\n

Dar acum, Maican, tot pierduse \u0219irul, se uita din cu\u0219ca lui la Serghe \u0219i-l a\u0219tepta s\u0103 se mai potoleasc\u0103 pentru ca s\u0103-i poat\u0103 arunca un \u00eenceput de fraz\u0103. Cum se uita el a\u0219a, bag\u0103 de seam\u0103 c\u0103 i-a plesnit tricoul lui Serghe, \u0219i cu c\u00e2t se zbucium\u0103 intrigantul mai tare cu at\u00e2ta se r\u00e2nje\u0219te \u0219i plesnitura… \u00een vremea asta Serghe aiurit o \u021binea-ntr-una.<\/p>\n

\u201eDar ce e de f\u0103cut? Dumnezeul meu! ce e de f\u0103cut?\u201d<\/p>\n

Deodat\u0103 se opre\u0219te s\u0103 fac\u0103 joc de scen\u0103 mut \u0219i s\u0103-\u0219i mai trag\u0103 r\u0103suflarea. Maican profit\u0103 de ocazie \u0219i-i \u0219opte\u0219te repede:<\/p>\n

\u2014 S-a rupt tricoul, nene Serghe, ie\u0219i!<\/p>\n

Cum aude Serghe \u0219oapta \u2014 o a\u0219tepta de mult \u2014 o prinde-n zbor \u0219i strig\u0103 cu putere:<\/p>\n

\u201eDar ce-i de f\u0103cut Dumnezeul meu? S-a rupt tricoul, nene Serghe, ie\u0219i!\u201d’<\/p>\n

Maican a c\u0103zut de pe scaunul lui din cu\u0219c\u0103 sub scen\u0103 \u0219i din c\u0103z\u0103tur\u0103 a dat \u00een friguri.<\/p>\n

<\/span>LUPT\u0102 DREAPT\u0102<\/span><\/h2>\n

Maican sufleorul era slab \u0219i nervos peste m\u0103sur\u0103. Pasiunea lui, care lua propor\u021biile vi\u021biului, era tutunul \u0219i cafelele turce\u0219ti potrivite din zahar \u2014 de unde i se \u0219i tr\u0103gea numele de Caimac, nume pe care un filolog neprevenit l-ar putea lesne b\u0103nui c\u0103 provine dintr-o simpl\u0103 metatez\u0103: Maican… Caimac. Odat\u0103 pune prinsoare cu Dragulici s\u0103 bea cinsprezece cafele una dup\u0103 alta: a c\u00e2\u0219tigat. Dragulici le-a pl\u0103tit; dar ca s\u0103 nu r\u0103m\u00e2ie \u00een pagub\u0103 s-a prins \u0219i el c\u0103 bea tot at\u00e2tea romuri. Dup\u0103 ce le-a b\u0103ut, zice:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Mai pl\u0103te\u0219ti un\u00a0pour la dame<\/i>\u00a0Caimac?<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2014 Nu se poate, r\u0103spunde Maican; acuma e r\u00e2ndul cafelelor.<\/p>\n

<\/span>RU\u0218INE<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00centr-o duminic\u0103, \u00een ziua de Cr\u0103ciun, mitoc\u0103nimea era ca de regul\u0103 \u00een p\u0103r la galerie. Se juca\u00a0Amicii fal\u0219i \u2014 Nos Intimes<\/i>\u00a0a lui Sardou. Se f\u0103cuse pesemne abuz la cas\u0103; se v\u00e2nduser\u0103 probabil mai multe bilete dec\u00e2t prescrie regulamentul: erau peste cinci sute de mitocani sus, \u00eenfierb\u00e2nta\u021bi ca la orice praznic: vorbeau, r\u00e2deau, se certau; \u0219edea unul peste altul; \u021bipa unul strivit, ceilal\u021bi f\u0103ceau chef \u2014 ceva nespus. C\u00e2nd s\u0103 se ridice perdeaua, unul din loja din dreapta a galeriei \u00eencepe s\u0103 strige vesel pe altul din loja opus\u0103:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Ni\u021b\u0103 al Zamfirii! Ni\u021b\u0103 al Zamfirii v\u0103duvii!<\/p>\n

\u2014 Uite, m\u0103! zice Ni\u021b\u0103 c\u0103tre altul de l\u00e2ng\u0103 el; vezi, nene, mitocanii din Tirchile\u0219ti \u0219i de p\u0103 la Bonaparte a-nceput \u0219i ei s\u0103 vie la teatru… Oleu!<\/p>\n

Apoi se-ntoarce spre cel din fa\u021b\u0103 care-l chemase:<\/p>\n

\u2014 M\u0103, p\u00e2rlitule, ai luat piatr\u0103-n gur\u0103 c\u00e2nd ai intrat \u00een\u0103untru?<\/p>\n

Ni\u021b\u0103 era umblat pe la teatru; probabil cel din Tirchile\u0219ti intra pentru \u00eent\u00e2ia oar\u0103 \u00een templul Taliei rom\u00e2ne. Lumea a-nceput s\u0103 r\u00e2z\u0103; dar a trecut asta \u0219i s-a ridicat perdeaua. Zgomotul din galerie nu \u00eenceta \u00eens\u0103, a\u0219a c\u0103 nu s-auzea mai nimic de pe scen\u0103.<\/p>\n

Tudori\u021ba P\u0103tra\u0219cu juca \u00een\u00a0Amicii fal\u0219i<\/i>\u00a0pe b\u0103iatul lui Marecat \u2014 un debutant pe calea vi\u021biilor cu frumoase promisiuni; un \u0219trengar de vreo \u0219aisprezece ani, care s\u0103rut\u0103 slujnicele \u0219i cade le\u0219inat \u021beap\u0103n din cauza remu\u0219c\u0103rilor ce i le d\u0103 consumarea pripit\u0103 a unui trabuco furat din tabacherea lui pap\u00e0. Cu toat\u0103 lipsa vreunui talent mai deosebit, Tudori\u021ba, t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103 p-atunci, frumu\u0219ic\u0103 \u0219i zvelt\u0103, f\u0103cea un efect minunat: \u0219trengarul era foarte nostim \u00een pantalonii lui de dril alb, \u00eentr-un\u00a0air<\/i>\u00a0de catifea \u0219i cu o p\u0103l\u0103rie de paie pus\u0103 cochet la o parte\u00a0\u00e0 la diable m\u2019emporte.<\/i>\u00a0C\u00e2nd s\u0103 se ispr\u0103veasc\u0103 actul \u00eent\u00e2i, Ni\u021b\u0103 al Zamfirii, aplecat cu jum\u0103tate trupul peste galerie afar\u0103, arat\u0103 pe Tudori\u021ba \u0219i zice tovar\u0103\u0219ului de l\u00e2ng\u0103 el:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2014 Vezi tu, vere? b\u0103iatul \u0103la e fat\u0103 mare… z\u0103u!<\/p>\n

Astfel actul \u00eent\u00e2i s-a sf\u00e2r\u0219it, \u00een r\u00e2s \u0219i aplauze, cu mult succes. Am mers s\u0103 fumez cu actorii \u00eentre acte.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Ce zicea mitocanul de Tudori\u021ba? m\u0103-ntreb\u0103 Dragulici.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Explica altuia c\u0103 e fat\u0103 mare.<\/p>\n

\u2014 Auzi dumneata ce ru\u0219ine pe biata Tudori\u021ba dup\u0103 at\u00e2\u021bia ani de carier\u0103!<\/p>\n

Adev\u0103rul e c\u0103 biata fat\u0103 pl\u00e2ngea de ru\u0219ine.<\/p>\n

<\/span>FERICIT\u0102 IMPROVIZA\u021aIE<\/span><\/h2>\n

Solomonescu era \u0219i c\u00e2nt\u0103re\u021b la Biserica Dintr-o zi \u0219i artist dramatic. Diminea\u021ba, dup\u0103 liturghie, se punea la zacusc\u0103, se stropea bine \u0219i se scula de la mas\u0103 tocmai seara ca s\u0103 mearg\u0103 la teatru; dup\u0103 reprezenta\u021bie mergea la Vasile B\u0103canul, la \u201eGaribaldi\u201d, unde cina cu Dragulici p\u00e2n\u0103 s\u0103 toace de liturghie. Cu programa aceasta de via\u021b\u0103, \u00ee\u0219i confunda adesea dimine\u021bele cu serile \u0219i viceversa: la biseric\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i dedea \u00een petecul declama\u021biei \u0219i la teatru \u00een al isonului. Avea pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 asta p\u0103catul c\u0103 nu putea pronun\u021ba niciodat\u0103 curat numele proprii \u0219i neologismele.<\/p>\n

Odat\u0103 juca \u0218tefan Mih\u0103ileanu pe Olliwer Cromwell \u00een\u00a0Mu\u0219chetarii<\/i>\u00a0lui Dumas, \u0219i Solomonescu pe un ofi\u021ber de gard\u0103 \u00een tab\u0103r\u0103. Ofi\u021berul intr\u0103 gr\u0103bit \u00een cortul Protectorului \u0219i strig\u0103:<\/p>\n

\u201eGen’rale! gen\u2019rale! a sosit\u00a0bastamentul<\/i>\u00a0!\u201d<\/p>\n

Publicul pufne\u0219te. Generalul se ridic\u0103 de pe scaun indignat ca s\u0103 dea o lec\u021bie incultului:<\/p>\n

\u201eMizerabile! vorbe\u0219te frumos! ui\u021bi c\u0103 te afli \u00een fa\u021ba generalului\u00a0Croncovel!<\/i><\/p>\n

Aplauze frenetice. P\u00e2n\u0103 t\u00e2rziu acu c\u00e2\u021biva ani, nenea \u0218tefan, de c\u00e2te ori \u00eemi povestea \u00eent\u00e2mplarea, pe care o \u0219tiam destul de bine, fiindc\u0103 fusesem de fa\u021b\u0103, \u00eemi zicea:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Daca nu-mi venea mie inspira\u021bia s\u0103 improvizez vorbele alea, \u00eemi strica dobitocul toat\u0103 scena!<\/p>\n

EXTEMPORARE<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00cen\u00a0Roza magic\u0103 (Pied de Mouton)<\/i>, Solomonescu juca pe alguazilul. \u00centr-o scen\u0103 alguazilul vine, la ordinele\u00a0<\/span>lui don Nigaudinos, s\u0103 aresteze pe logodnica acestua fugar\u0103 cu altul. \u00cen scen\u0103 se afl\u0103 don Nigaudinos (neuitatul Dragulici), L\u0103z\u0103ril\u0103 (Caragiale Iorgu), alguazilul (Solomonescu) \u0219i perechea \u00eenamora\u021bilor.<\/p>\n

Dragulici zice lui Solomonescu:<\/p>\n

\u201cHah\u00e0\u00a0! iat\u0103 \u0219i porumbi\u021ba\u00a0! F\u0103-\u021bi datoria om al legii\u00a0!\u201d<\/p>\n

Solomonescu \u00eencepe ca la ohtoic\u00a0:<\/p>\n

\u201cSeniorina, te somez s\u0103 te \u00eentorci la casa p\u0103rinteasc\u0103\u00a0!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDin inim\u0103 vorbe\u0219te poli\u021baiul \u0103sta seniore\u201d, zice Caragiale .<\/p>\n

\u2014 Da \u2013 r\u0103spunde afar\u0103 din text Dragulici foarte serios \u2013 din inim\u0103, din inim\u0103, numai cam pe nas ca la Biserica Dintr-o zi!<\/p>\n

<\/span>UN \u201cLA\u201d NATURAL<\/span><\/h2>\n

Se preg\u0103tise\u00a0Jianul<\/i>\u00a0pe vremea direc\u021biei lui Millo. A doua zi era reprezenta\u021bia, dar \u00eenc\u0103 nu se hot\u0103r\u00e2se cine s\u0103 c\u00e2nte doina haiduceasc\u0103 \u00eentre culise. Ghi\u021b\u0103 Alexandrescu c\u00e2nta minunat, dar nu se putea s\u0103 se-auz\u0103 glasul lui, fiindc\u0103 el juca pe eroul piesei \u0219i c\u00e2ntecul trebuia s\u0103 fie al altui haiduc\u2026 Cine s\u0103 c\u00e2nte?\u2026<\/p>\n

Mincu, care pretindea c\u0103-\u0219i\u00a0mancase<\/i>\u00a0voca\u021bia de tenor, se ofer\u0103 el. Oferta e primit\u0103. Face repeti\u021bie, pune pe Flechtenmacher s\u0103-i transpuie muzica pentru tenor, nu bea toat\u0103 ziua nimica, a doua zi \u00eenghite la ou\u0103 proaspete \u0219i cafele reci, \u0219i seara vine la teatru legat la g\u00e2t cu o basma mare.<\/p>\n

\u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it iese \u00eentre culise la vreme s\u0103-\u0219i a\u0219tepte replica \u0219i acordul orchestrii. Emo\u021bie n-avea deloc; de ce ar fi avut? el conta sigur pe\u00a0si bemol<\/i>\u00a0\u0219i aria suia p\u00e2n\u0103-n\u00a0la natural<\/i>\u00a0. Replica a sosit. Orchestra d\u0103 acordul \u0219i tenorul porne\u0219te. Rulada introductiv\u0103 merge bine, intr\u0103 \u00een m\u0103sur\u0103, o b\u0103taie, dou\u0103, trei, \u2013 la a patra, Dragulici, care-l p\u00e2ndea la spate, \u00eel g\u00e2dil\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 veste cu degetul \u2013 \u021aa\u021ba Mi\u021ba, a\u0219a \u00eei ziceam to\u021bi, se-neac\u0103:\u00a0cuac<\/i>\u00a0!<\/p>\n

<\/span>GLUM\u0102 PROAST\u0102<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u0218amil sau Vulturul Caucazului\u00a0<\/i>e o melodram\u0103 plin\u0103 de sentimente patriotice \u0219i de scene grandioase. La un moment dat, dup\u0103 o \u00eenc\u0103ierare s\u00e2ngeroas\u0103, cerchejii ia la\u00a0<\/span>goan\u0103 pe muscali; scena r\u0103m\u00e2ne goal\u0103 \u0219i pe un v\u00e2rf de st\u00e2nc\u0103 se lupt\u0103 \u00een duel un georgian cu un rus: georgianul biruie, ia steagul, \u0219i rusul, str\u0103puns, cade \u00een pr\u0103pastie. Mincu se propune s\u0103 fac\u0103 el pe rusul cu steagul:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Fac eu pe muscalul, s\u0103 v-ar\u0103t eu o c\u0103z\u0103tur\u0103 de tragedie cum nu s-a mai v\u0103zut \u00een Bucure\u0219ti!<\/p>\n

Seara \u0219i-aduce o saltea d-acas\u0103, \u0219i o pune \u00eentre culise la picioarele practicabilului de la poalele muntelui. Vine scena. Mincu, r\u0103nit, scap\u0103 din m\u00e2ini stindardul, se love\u0219te la piept, se-nv\u00e2rte\u0219te \u00eentr-un picior \u0219i \u0219ov\u0103ie. Dragulici \u0219edea pe vine jos \u00eentre culise cu m\u00e2inile gata pe c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2iele saltelii: c\u00e2nd vede c\u0103 porne\u0219te muscalul de sus, \u00eei trage salteaua!<\/p>\n

Erau vreo doi st\u00e2njeni de unde pornise \u021aa\u021ba Mi\u021ba: din norocire, \u00eens\u0103, n-a suferit tare dec\u00e2t la p\u0103r\u021bile moi.<\/p>\n

<\/span>OFERT\u0102 GRA\u021aIOAS\u0102<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00cen\u00a0Millo director,<\/i>\u00a0\u021aa\u021ba Mi\u021ba juca pe Nastasache; \u021aa\u021ba era afumat r\u0103u de tot \u00een seara aceea. C\u00e2nd vine cu fi\u0219icul de cofeturi ca s\u0103-i ofere directorului, pe care to\u021bi \u00een pies\u0103 \u00eel cred director de minister, zice:<\/p>\n

\u201eDomnule director, m\u0103 rog, nu pofti\u021bi un\u00a0bubon?<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201eMul\u021bumesc, amicul meu, r\u0103spunde Millo; m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103-l dumneata mai bine.\u201d<\/p>\n

UN CREDITOR TURBAT<\/span><\/h2>\n

Millo r\u0103m\u0103sese la Br\u0103ila dator unui hangiu grec 150 de galbeni, chiria \u0219i \u00eentre\u021binerea trupei dou\u0103 s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni \u0219i bani \u00eemprumuta\u021bi din m\u00e2n\u0103 la plecare. Fusese vorba c\u0103 imediat ce s-o \u00eentoarce \u00een Bucure\u0219ti \u0219i va \u00eencepe teatrul s\u0103-i trimi\u021b\u0103 \u00eenapoi banii. A\u0219teapt\u0103 grecul un an, doi, trei… scrie zece, cinsprezece, o sut\u0103 de scrisori \u2014 nimic. \u00cen vremea asta, se ruineaza negustorul, ajunge mufluz \u0219i vine din Br\u0103ila cu vreo dou\u0103zeci de galbeni, c\u00e2t \u00eei mai r\u0103m\u0103sese totul cu totul din naufragiul lui. \u00cel \u00eent\u00e2lnesc \u00eentr-o diminea\u021b\u0103; m\u0103 ia la o parte \u00eencruntat \u0219i m\u0103-ntreab\u0103 unde \u0219ade Millo:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2014 Sinti ruinato, domnule; am venit se me da banii domno Millo, or lu-mpusco!<\/p>\n

\u0218i-mi arat\u0103 un pistol turcesc \u00eenc\u0103rcat… I-am spus, fire\u0219te, c\u0103 nu \u0219tiu unde \u0219ade debitorul \u0219i l-am l\u0103sat. Seara, merg\u00e2nd spre Fialcowsky, m\u0103 g\u00e2ndeam de ce n-am mers s\u0103 previu pe Millo s\u0103 se p\u0103zeasc\u0103, ori s\u0103 dea de veste la poli\u021bie, c\u00e2nd, m\u0103-nt\u00e2lnesc iar cu grecul. Era lini\u0219tit de tot; zice:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Stii, am gasito pe domno Millo!<\/p>\n

\u2014 Ei, zic, \u021bi-a dat?<\/p>\n

\u2014 As! frate, saracul, \u021be se me da? daca nu \u00eemprumutam eu cu \u021bin\u021bi galbeni, n-av\u00e8 \u021be munc\u00e0 astazi!<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u00ceNDOIT LAPSUS<\/span><\/h2>\n

Millo juca la B\u00eerlad \u00een\u00a0tourn\u00e9e<\/i>\u00a0de var\u0103, av\u00e2nd \u00een trup\u0103 \u0219i pe r\u0103posatul Mincu \u2014 nici nu pleca Millo f\u0103r\u0103 \u021aa\u021ba Mi\u021ba \u2014 era \u00een repertoriu.<\/p>\n

La B\u00eerlad le mergeau afacerile r\u0103u de tot: datori la han, la birt, cafenea, chelneri, la toat\u0103 lumea. Despera\u021bi, afi\u0219eaz\u0103 pe\u00a0Jianul, c\u0103pitan de haiduci<\/i>\u00a0pentru reprezenta\u021bia \u201ede adio\u201d, cu speran\u021ba s\u0103 umple sala, s\u0103 pl\u0103teasc\u0103 ceva din datorii \u0219i s\u0103 plece dup\u0103 noroc \u00een alt\u0103 parte… Seara, teatrul aproape gol…<\/p>\n

Millo juca pe C\u00eerc-Serdar \u0219i Mincu pe Ghincu \u2014 ca de obicei. E o scen\u0103 unde Jianul, prins odat\u0103, scap\u0103, \u0219i C\u00eerc-Serdar \u00eentreab\u0103 pe Ghincu: \u201eCe ne facem, m\u0103i Ghincule?\u201d \u0219i Ghincu r\u0103spunde: \u201eDe! \u0219tiu \u0219i eu, C\u00eerc-Serdare!\u201d… Millo se uita la lojile \u0219i scaunele goale trist. Vine scena:<\/p>\n

\u201eCe ne facem, m\u0103i\u00a0Mincule?<\/i>\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201eDe! \u0219tiu \u0219i eu,\u00a0Musiu Millo!\u201d<\/i>\u00a0r\u0103spunde Ghincu.<\/p>\n

<\/span>CHESTIE PERSONAL\u0102<\/span><\/h2>\n

A fost un scandal nepomenit c\u00e2nd trupa francez\u0103 de operete mici, de la noua gr\u0103din\u0103 Stavri, a cutezat s\u0103 fac\u0103 pe scen\u0103 un joc de cuvinte, inocent s-ar p\u0103rea, dar care era s\u0103 aib\u0103 urm\u0103ri regretabile.<\/span><\/p>\n

Era \u00eentr-o pies\u0103 o scen\u0103 de improviza\u021bie, \u00een care actorii \u2014 neuita\u021bii Debeer, Roux \u0219i M-lle Gandon, o femeie aproape genial\u0103 \u2014 f\u0103ceau pe \u00eentrecute jocuri de cuvinte \u00een ac\u021biune. Debeer zice lui Roux:<\/p>\n

\u201eJ’ai un grand oiseau dans ma main!\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201eCela n’est pas possible.\u201d<\/i>\u00a0r\u0103spunde Roux.<\/p>\n

\u201eJe\u00a0t\u2019assure.\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

Debeer deschide m\u00e2na \u0219i arat\u0103 o nuc\u0103:<\/p>\n

\u201eC\u2019est une noix (une oie), tu vois?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201eAh!,<\/i>\u00a0oui,<\/i>\u00a0r\u0103spunde Roux pip\u0103ind pe Debeer \u0219i consider\u00e2ndu-l lung din cap p\u00e2n\u0103-n picioare;\u00a0j’e conviens que<\/i>\u00a0c’\u00a0en est une.<\/i><\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 multe alte groz\u0103vii de aceea\u0219i spe\u021b\u0103, Gandon \u00eentreab\u0103 pe Debeer:<\/p>\n

\u201eVois-tu l\u00e0 tout pres de la coulisse des navires?<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201eNon<\/i>\u00a0pas.<\/i>\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201eMais il doit y en avoir.\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201eComment?\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201ePuisqu-il y a l\u00e0 un port, un grand port de Roumanie.\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

\u0218i Gandon aduce un porc pe scen\u0103… Atunci \u00eencepe un scandal \u00eenfior\u0103tor… Toat\u0103 lumea \u00een picioare: \u201eFrancezii vor s\u0103-\u0219i r\u00e2z\u0103 de rom\u00e2ni \u0219i de Rom\u00e2nia!… Nu ne putem l\u0103sa insulta\u021bi de str\u0103ini \u00een \u021bara noastr\u0103!… Afar\u0103 str\u0103inii!… Scuze numaidec\u00e2t ori o lec\u021bie exemplar\u0103 \u0219cl. …\u201d \u0218i huiduieli, \u00eenjur\u0103turi, fluier\u0103turi \u0219i bastoane ridicate \u00een sus…<\/p>\n

Bie\u021bii arti\u0219ti vor s\u0103 se explice… Nu se aude nimic… Scandalul cre\u0219te. \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it, Debeer reu\u0219e\u0219te s\u0103 se fac\u0103 un moment ascultat, \u00een care timp \u201e\u00ee\u0219i cere iertare daca a sup\u0103rat cumva pe onorabilul public, c\u0103 gluma era inocent\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 cea mai mic\u0103 inten\u021bie ofens\u0103toare \u2014 un nenorocit joc de cuvinte, pe care arti\u0219tii \u00eel regret\u0103 din tot sufletul etc.\u201d.<\/p>\n

Zgomotul \u00eencepe s\u0103 se potoleasc\u0103 pu\u021bin; c\u00e2nd deodat\u0103 un telegrafist \u00eenalt \u0219i chipos, cu ni\u0219te barbete colosale, se repede turbat p\u00e2n\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 scen\u0103 \u0219i f\u0103c\u00e2nd ni\u0219te gesturi m\u0103re\u021be strig\u0103 pe dasupra \u00eentregului zgomot:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Cer cuv\u00e2ntul! Nu se poate! Eu vreau imediat satisfac\u021bie personal\u0103 pentru\u00a0cochon de la Roumanie<\/i>\u00a0!<\/span><\/p>\n

A izbucnit un r\u00e2s general… Daca r\u00e2zi nu mai e\u0219ti nec\u0103jit: reac\u021bia s-a f\u0103cut ca prin farmec, \u0219i eminen\u021bii arti\u0219ti au putut urma \u00een lini\u0219te spectacolul.<\/p>\n

BONBON<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00centr-o var\u0103 juca pe pia\u021ba Constantin-vod\u0103 circul lui H\u00fcttemann. Pe-atunci nu se pomenea \u00eenc\u0103 \u00een capitala Belgiei Orientului de\u00a0caf\u00e9-chantant:<\/i>\u00a0alt\u0103 petrecere de var\u0103 nu era dec\u00eet circul, gr\u0103dina Ra\u0219ca \u0219i panoramele.<\/p>\n

Luceaf\u0103rul circului era domni\u0219oara Henriette, fiica directorului: frumoas\u0103 de basmu. \u00cenalt\u0103, sub\u021bire si ml\u0103dioas\u0103 ca o nuia de richit\u0103; talia nu-i trecea printr-un inel, ce-i drept, dar o puteai cuprinde desigur \u00eentr-un covrig cu susan; tr\u0103suri fine; pieli\u021ba trandafirie; p\u0103rul negru \u0219i cre\u021b; ochii verzi deschi\u0219i \u2014 ce raze umede aruncau acei ochi\u00a0! \u2014 gura ca o cirea\u0219\u0103 coapt\u0103; din\u021bii m\u0103run\u021bi, cei de sus cu strung\u0103rea\u021b\u0103 la mijloc… Alte signalmente n-are… ba da: \u00een b\u0103rbie o gropi\u021b\u0103 \u0219i c\u00e2nd r\u00e2dea alte dou\u0103 \u00een obraji.<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u0219i \u00eenchipuie oricine ce de cofeturi, ce de buchete, \u0219i c\u00e2te b\u0103t\u0103i \u00een fiece sear\u0103 \u00eentre adoratori! Dar ceva mai mult… Fata avea un arm\u0103sar adev\u0103rat ar\u0103besc, favorit al ei, t\u00e2n\u0103r de trei-patru ani, alb tot ca laptele, p\u0103rul lucios ca sideful, coama \u0219i coada ca ni\u0219te fuioare de borangic \u00een unde, urechile str\u0103vezii \u0219i rumene, n\u0103rile ro\u0219ii \u0219i ochii aprin\u0219i ca doi c\u0103rbuni… Alte signalmente n-are… ba da: era pintenog la trei picioare cu c\u00e2te o pat\u0103 neagr\u0103. Cum era fata era \u0219i Bonbon \u2014 a\u0219a-l chema.<\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 toate jocurile, gimnastic\u0103, s\u0103rituri prin cercuri de h\u00e2rtie \u0219i focuri de artificii, paia\u021b\u0103rii, ie\u0219ea \u0219i domni\u0219oara Henriette c\u0103lare pe Bonbon \u2014 o apari\u021bie feeric\u0103. Era \u00eembr\u0103cat\u0103 ca amazoan\u0103, un costum de catifea verde ca smarandul, \u00eencheiat, dinainte de sus p\u00e2n\u0103 jos \u0219i la m\u00e2neci, cu bumbi auri\u021bi mat; \u00een cap o toc\u0103 de aceea\u0219i stof\u0103 cu rochia cu o pan\u0103 alb\u0103 mare, cu m\u0103nu\u0219i \u0219i biciu\u0219c\u0103 tot albe. Bonbon avea coama \u00eempletit\u0103 \u00een codi\u021be prinse de panglici; c\u0103p\u0103strul \u0219i fr\u00e2ul de \u0219nur de m\u0103tase cu un ciucure mare de ibri\u0219im pe frunte, toate astea verzi, cu c\u00e2te o m\u0103rgea de aur mat la fiecare \u00eennod\u0103tur\u0103.<\/p>\n

Mi\u0219c\u0103ri de \u0219coal\u0103\u00a0<\/span>\u00eenalt\u0103, pasuri \u00een ritmul muzicii, salturi \u0219i complimente… \u0219i grindin\u0103 de bucheturi… \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it, domni\u0219oara desc\u0103leca \u00een mijlocul arenii, at\u00e2rna fr\u00e2ul de obl\u00e2nc, scotea din\u00a0aum\u00f4ni\u00e8re<\/i>\u00a0cofeturi \u0219i le dedea lui Bonbon; apoi f\u0103cea gropi\u021bele-n obraji \u0219i striga cu glasul ei de \u0219aisprezece ani:<\/p>\n

\u201eBonbon, embrasse-moi!<\/i><\/p>\n

\u0218trengarul sfor\u0103ia \u0219i fugea f\u0103c\u00e2nd o sum\u0103 de cochet\u0103rii. Domni\u0219oara se sup\u0103ra:<\/p>\n

\u201eQu\u2019est-ce que c\u2019est que cette mani\u00e8re?… embrasse-moi tout-de-suite!<\/i><\/p>\n

El iar f\u0103cea nebunii \u0219i nu vrea… Domni\u0219oara scotea batista, o punea la ochi, \u00eencepea s\u0103 ofteze \u0219i s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103… Atunci Bonbon se oprea din s\u0103rituri, se uita lung la ea, se apropia \u00eencet-\u00eencet \u0219i-ncepea s-o m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie cu fruntea pe um\u0103r. Ea se-ntorcea bini\u0219or z\u00e2mbind \u0219i el \u00eei dedea numaidec\u00e2t o guri\u021b\u0103:<\/p>\n

\u201eAh! merci!\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

\u0218i Bonbon pierea din aren\u0103 ca pra\u0219tia.<\/p>\n

De prisos, crez, s\u0103 mai spun c\u00e2te inimi nenorocise domni\u0219oara Henriette. Cum se ar\u0103ta \u00een aren\u0103, intrau fiorii mor\u021bii \u00een sute de suflete, parc\u0103 le-ar fi lucrat o baterie electric\u0103 \u2014 \u0219i se-n\u021belege c\u0103, daca era vorba de baterie electric\u0103, cei mai susceptibili, cei mai buni conductori erau telegrafi\u0219tii: strajnic p\u0103timeau to\u021bi, dar dintre to\u021bi cel mai pr\u0103p\u0103dit era T…, aprins la culme. De aceea ne \u0219i zicea, cum era glume\u021b de fel:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Nu v\u0103 da\u021bi cu chibriburi pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine, c\u0103 ia foc!<\/p>\n

Telegrafistul se afla foarte \u00eenc\u0103rcat de electricitate… se cam trecuse \u0219i din b\u0103ut de focul pasiunii \u2014 nu-i vorb\u0103, \u0219i p\u00e2n\u0103 nu se pomenea de domni\u0219oara Henriette se cam trecea el, dar acu era cu c\u00e2teva grade mai sus. Avea un sfan\u021b: \u00eel p\u0103strase ca s\u0103-\u0219i cumpere un bilet de amfiteatru. Ce \u0219i-a f\u0103cut el socoteala? s\u0103 intre \u00een circ pe mofturi \u0219i s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2ie cu sfan\u021bul s\u0103 ia tutun \u0219i alune pr\u0103jite pentru paia\u021be \u2014 erau dou\u0103 paia\u021be mici foarte comice \u0219i dr\u0103gu\u021be. A\u0219a, pleac\u0103 de l\u00e2ng\u0103 noi f\u0103r\u0103 veste, d\u0103 vreo dou\u0103 t\u00e2rcoale baracii \u0219i vede \u00een partea grajdului o sp\u0103rtur\u0103 \u00een uluci, de vreun st\u00e2njin de la p\u0103m\u00e2nt, pe unde aruncau r\u00e2nda\u0219ii\u00a0<\/span>gunoiul. Se suie pe gr\u0103mada de gunoi, se v\u00e2r\u0103 p\u00een sp\u0103rtur\u0103 \u0219i sare \u00een\u0103untru: caii se sperie, alearg\u0103 r\u00e2nda\u0219ii, pun m\u00e2na pe el \u0219i trage-i, de-i sc\u0103p\u0103ra electricitatea. \u00cei trag c\u00e2t \u00eei trag \u0219i-l arunc\u0103 p\u00e2n sp\u0103rtur\u0103 afar\u0103.<\/p>\n

Tot \u00eentr-un timp, noi \u00eel c\u0103utam pe dup\u0103 circ \u2014 c\u00e2nd ce s\u0103-l vedem pe telegrafistul nostru? Stetea pe gunoi \u0219i reflecta ad\u00e2nc. P\u00e2n\u0103 s\u0103-l \u00eentreb\u0103m ce este, se scoal\u0103 \u00een picioare \u0219i dispare iar \u00een\u0103untru. Am auzit t\u0103v\u0103leal\u0103 strajnic\u0103 \u00een grajd \u0219i apoi ne-am pomenit cu el mototol \u00eenapoi… \u00eel ridic\u0103m numaidec\u00e2t; el \u00eencepe s\u0103-\u0219i scuture hainele \u0219i zice:<\/p>\n

\u2014 Ce se socotesc adic\u0103 nem\u021bii? c-o s\u0103 m\u0103 prinz\u0103 \u0219-a treia oar\u0103? Parc\u0103 eu sunt prost!<\/p>\n

\u0218i ne-a povestit toat\u0103 istoria… Am mers de \u0219i-a cump\u0103rat \u0219i el bilet \u0219i am intrat cu to\u021bii… Om f\u0103r\u0103 parte! Domni\u0219oara Henriette nu juca: Bonbon era indispus \u2014 \u00eei dedeser\u0103 s\u0103 bea obosit ap\u0103 rece \u2014 pneumonie dubl\u0103. A trecut o s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i Bonbon a murit… Peste vreo c\u00e2teva zile apoi a plecat \u0219i circul.<\/p>\n

Aveam \u00eentr-o fotografie mare pe domni\u0219oara Henriette \u0219i pe Bonbon s\u0103rut\u00e2ndu-se: se tot \u021binea telegrafistul de mine s\u0103 i-o dau \u0219i nu vream. \u00centr-o sear\u0103, dup\u0103 mult\u0103 vreme, venind vorba despre circul H\u00fcttemann a \u00eenceput T… s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103 \u2014 era iar cam trecut \u2014 \u0219i s\u0103 m\u0103 roage s\u0103-i dau lui fotografia neuitatei Henriette. N-am avut ce-i face \u2014 i-am dat-o…<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd scriu aceste dep\u0103rtate amintiri, sunt gata s\u0103 m\u0103 culc. Nu mi-ar p\u0103rea r\u0103u s\u0103 visez pe Bonbon \u0219i pe domni\u0219oara Henriette; asta m-ar \u00eentineri cu dou\u0103zeci \u0219i cinci de ani… Dar cine poate visa \u0219i c\u00e2nd vrea \u0219i ce-i place?… De una, mai bine \u2014 e r\u0103u s\u0103 visezi cal alb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

NENOROCIREA UNEI REGINE Seara c\u00e2nd are s\u0103 joace, \u00ee\u0219i aduce fiecare actri\u021b\u0103 slujnica, s-o aib\u0103 de ajutor la costumat \u2014 mai coase ici, mai prinde-m\u0103 dincoace, ori du-te de-mi adu un ceai, sau cere de a cineva o \u021bigar\u0103 \u0219cl. Raluca Stavreasca luase de c\u00e2teva zile o slujnicu\u021b\u0103 a\u0219a de nostim\u0103 \u00eenc\u00e2t ardeau \u00een foc […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[15],"class_list":["post-333","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ion-luca-caragiale-nuvele","tag-ion-luca-caragiale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/333","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=333"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/333\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":334,"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/333\/revisions\/334"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=333"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=333"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dragos-serban.ro\/carti\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=333"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}