IAN AND FELICITY. By Denis Mackail. (Hodder and Stoughton. 7s.
6d..)—This is the story of two self-satisfied imbeciles whose hearts remained firmly and stolidly in the right place. The Greenery Street couple, ten years older, and but little changed. There is nothing against writing a book about people who have no mental life, and Mr. Mackail does it very cleverly ; but need they be so very complacent and smug about their own lack of intelligence ? Need he flatter the legion of the mindless by suggesting that mindlessness, is a virtue ? Felicity is, in her way, a dear, even though Mr. Mackail's rapturous " bravos " are apt to make one dislike her ; and the book is very good entertainment. Those, who are interested in the difference between entertainment and art are advised to read it side by side with Mr. Sherriff's[ Fortnight in September. They will find the comparison instructive.