The Lady of the Shroud. By Bram Stoker. (W. Heinemann.
es.) —This story is very much more successful when it is frankly melo- dramatic than in the latter portion when political romance becomes its theme. The reader will feel quite a thrill when the strange and beautiful figure in the dripping shroud knocks at the here's window in the middle of the night, and the question arises whether she is or is not a vampire. It is not, however, in this little episode that the greatest call will be made upon the reader's credulity. The whole story of the straggle between the Land of the Blue Mountain and Turkey, with the astoundingly good behaviour of the aeroplanes, is even more extraordinary than the adventures of the "Lady of the Shroud." Those readers who are able to rid themselves of the inconvenient feeling that certain events could not have happened will enjoy the book. The slight tedium of the first chapters is, perhaps, useful as a foil to the astonishing events which come later.
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