Anne Inescourt. By Marcus Servian. (Francis Griffith. es.)— There are
strong points in Marcus Servian's story,--a keen sense of tho peculiar charm of the East Anglian landscape and some merciless portraiture of sham intellectuals. Anne, who hal boa: s literary ambitions, has made an ill-assorted marriage with a simple Norfolk squire, and after some feverish and futile efforts to take an interest in the country folk, she drifts into a dangerous entanglement with a showy journalist. To aggravate the situation, Philip Inescourt is the only man in the world for Miriam Heathcote, a sensible, vigorous, high-minded young woman who would have made him an ideal wife. Philip does not realise this until Arnie has eloped with the journalist, but all possibilities cf ultimate rearrangement are shattered by Anne's discovery that Sutherland (the journalist) has a mad wife in the background. With hardly any hesitation she rushes back to her husband and throws herself on his mercy. Anne, with her inordinate vanity, her insincere spurts of philanthropy, her ineradicable selfishness, is so thoroughly contemptible a creature that her rescue, which involves the sacrifice of two decent people's happiness, kindles no enthusiasm in the reader. We hope that next time Marcus Servian will find a more genial theme for the exercise of his undoubted talent.
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