GREEN AMBER. By Claire Sheridan. (Thornton Butterworth. 7s. 6d.)—The lightest
touch and more than a dash of charmingly innocuous naughtiness are two of this writer's gifts. In addition she has a large knowledge of the world, and the neatest way of skewering her characters on their own foibles, which she penetratingly observes. Her story is light as air, concerning the pains and passions of a lovely lady married to as talented and selfish a man as ever chiselled marble or painted a picture. Into this heroine's world, with its swiftly but deftly drawn host of artists, writers, society people and landed gentry, come two strange young people from the Sahara who set hearts thumping. Unneces- sarily slight though the plot be, its conclusion is most originally arrived at, and the novel altogether cannot be called anything but diverting.
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