A fine novel. Mr. Aldington writes with the same undeniable invitingness—midway between Mts. Lawrence and Huxley.

The story is almost as contemporary as yesterday's breakfast. It concerns a voting man—Chris. Heylin—his bid for life in Mr. Baidwin's England and his [unclear: affairs] Heylin's parents are as simpering a pair of middle-class ninnies us you could dread to meet. Blessed in such circumstances, would be the child girted with an Electrao Edipus complex. After the dislocation of his academic career Heylin breaks free from his family circle and does his best to exist in London.