THIS delightful, witty book was first published in Op, and
was three times reprinted in that year. It was then issued in a cheap edition in 1933 and again in 1938, but during the war it has been unobtainable. It is a book mainly about acting and painting, and Mr. Graham Robertson, who is happily still living, knew intimately most of the distinguished figures of the very late Victorian and Edwardian days. Apart from Mr. Gordon Craig, there is nobody who has written so brilliantly and instructively about Henry Irving. The rather full-length portraits of Ellen' Terry and Sarah Bernhardt are masterpieces of sympathetic insight, and the ruthor is equally at home in his sketches of Rosetti, Burne-Jones, Oscar Wilde, Whistler, Walter Crane, Albert Moore and others. But, above all, this book has a rare personal quality. It is enthralling reading from cover to cover, for it does not belong to that large class of collections of superficial chat described as "Memoirs" or "Recollections," but is a real book to which the reader will turn again and again.
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