se it was a serious performance, the only one of its kind in the play;
yet not serious enough to serve as a foil for the general frivolity, for he
was constantly bringing his own high sentiments into ridicule, and so
burlesquing the OWEN NARES that we love to take seriously.

On the other hand, Miss GLADYS COOPER, as _Rosalie_, his late wife, was
untroubled by high sentiment; she was content to be wayward and unseizable,
confident in the obvious power of her charm to retrieve him from the very
altar-rails. Her own heart never seemed to come into the question, and her
motive in setting herself to recover him was not much clearer than her
reason for deserting him.

Some of the minor characters gave good entertainment. There was a dude (is
that what they call them now in America?) who dressed very perfectly and
said a great many funny things all well within the range of his own, and
our, intelligence. Mr. DEVERELL played the part with admirable restraint.
And we could ill have spared the humours of _Carter's_ man _Jackson_ (Mr.
WILL WEST), whose wide experience in matrimony, resulting in an attitude
alternately timorous and prehensile towards female society in the servants'
hall, was the source of many poignant generalisations. Miss EDITH EVANS, as
a mother-in-law _manquee_, showed a touch of real artistry; and Mr. GEORGE
CARR had no difficulty in getting fun out of the part of a Japanese
house-boy, almost the only novelty which we owed to the American origin of
the play.

When _Carter_ was turned down by a clergyman who refused to perform the
marriage rites for a divorced man, there was something very attractive (to
a golfer) in his protest against these "local rules." This was one of many
good things said; but the play had its dull times too, and there were one
or two lapses made in the pursuit of the easy laugh. For instance:--

_Carter._ "Do you believe in God?"

_Wills._ "Good God!" (laughter).

[Carter _here kneels down to get something from under the sofa._

_Wills._ "Are you going to pray?" (laughter).

Personality, of course, counts for much, and both Miss GLADYS COOPER and
Mr. OWEN NARES have enough admirers to ensure a success for this rather
moderate farce. But not a triumph, I fear; for, after all, the play counts
for something too and, though all the Faithful may be trusted to put in one
appearance, I doubt if many outside the ranks of the Very Faithful will
turn again at the sound of t