27 JUNE 1903, Page 38

The Red Triangle. By Arthur Morrison. (E. Nash. 6s.)— Mr.

Morrison's detective stories are ingenious, but we cannot help thinking that the writing of them is rather a waste of his powers. Other people can construct stories of mysterious thefts and murders, and "Martin Hewitt " is not the only " in- vestigator" in contemporary literature. But books like the "Tales of Mean Streets " are not published often enough for his readers to be able to spare Mr. Morrison for lighter and less exacting tasks. As far as these stories go, they are quite adequate and fairly exciting detective stories, but it must be confessed that the present writer would have preferred that they should have had some other author.