Ronald & Tony

The seventh horse

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The seventh horse

At the workbench, Enzo carefully turns the horse on its designed swivel mounting, leaving the rectangular base flat. Sofia steadies the base with both hands. All hands and arms are clearly attributable. Enzo: Turn the performer. Then lift the bell.

Close-up: rotating the horse has taken the pressure off the bell’s latch. Enzo lifts it gently. A small side drawer in the base springs open, showing a brass cam and a folded slip of paper. :

Overhead view of the paper lying flat beside the cam. It is the theatre’s original cue sheet, with a little sketch of Enzo’s wife at her paintbrush. Enzo recognises her handwritten note. :

Sofia and Enzo stand together beside the theatre. He is moved, but smiles. Sofia: She never told me. We were going to surprise you. Then she became ill, and I put it all away.

Harly looks at the empty stage. Ronald stands beside Enzo, leaving him room to work. Harly: There’s still time for a first performance.

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At the workbench, Enzo carefully turns the horse on its designed swivel mounting, leaving the rectangular base flat. Sofia steadies the base with both hands. All hands and arms are clearly attributable.
Enzo: Turn the performer. Then lift the bell.

Close-up: rotating the horse has taken the pressure off the bell’s latch. Enzo lifts it gently. A small side drawer in the base springs open, showing a brass cam and a folded slip of paper.

Overhead view of the paper lying flat beside the cam. It is the theatre’s original cue sheet, with a little sketch of Enzo’s wife at her paintbrush. Enzo recognises her handwritten note.

Sofia and Enzo stand together beside the theatre. He is moved, but smiles.
Sofia: She never told me. We were going to surprise you. Then she became ill, and I put it all away.

Harly looks at the empty stage. Ronald stands beside Enzo, leaving him room to work.
Harly: There’s still time for a first performance.