"IT "—AND OTHER STORIES. By Elinor Glyn. (Duckworth. ' 7s.
6d.)—Elinor Glyn has two sets of appre- ciators—the simple souls who take pleasure in a throbbing and florid love-tale set in circumstances of colossal luxury, and the sinful sophisticated spirits who find a wild recreation in the preposterous. Both audiences will be delighted with this volume. It, the title-story, is a triumphal account of how the great " he-man " millionaire, John Steele, takes to himself his chosen aristocrat with the very crimson mouth, when he is quite sure that he has entirely mastered her. The consummation occurs in a Louis Quinze suite of apricot, .rose, and scarlet lacquer chambers. "Sweetheart, Holy One ! " he whispered softly, "open the box." And out came a glorious necklace of thirty-six virgin pearls. These," he said, as he fastened the diamond clasp, "arc for the lady I have always meant to marry." C'est magnifique ; and it is Elinor Glyn. The other stories are in keeping. This must
be the kind of art that is called an Escape from Life. _
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