Lovers can be almost anything they choose to each other and still be
in love, but they cannot be critical. That is blighting."
Perhaps the most tragic thing in the book is the letter written by
Louise to Vendred when the luckless child discovers her husband's
intrigue with her mother:--"I came to you in the middle of the night
last night because I was afraid of the wind. The fire was burning and
I saw. I am gone, you will never see me again."
The last scenes of the unfortunate girl's life--indirectly described
by the ruffian who got possession of her in Paris--produce on the mind
that sickening sense of the wanton stupidity of the Universe which
fills one with hopeless pity.
The author of this book must have a noble and formidable soul.
98. OLIVER ONIONS. THE STORY OF LOUIE.
"The Story of Louie" is the last and finest volume of an astonishing
trilogy--the first two volumes of which are named respectively "In
Accordance with the Evidence" and "The Debit Account."
The mere fact that in the midst of our contemptible hatred of "long
books" this excellent trilogy should have appeared, is an indication
of the daring and originality of Mr.
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