The Meaning of Treason, by Rebecca West
Miss West’s Black Lamb and Grey Falcon was an exciting book; its journalistic qualities were offset by a kind of sympathetic passion for substance and character. Miss West is in her element explaining and poking fun at the simple constituent facts of modem nationhood. She knows what makes the Military military and her grasp of civil process is, in scope and color, in every way superior to the journalistic average. One is at a loss, therefore, to understand why this latest book should be so bad. Some initial sourness seems to have set the whole thing wrong. The kindest construction one could put on it, I think, would be to suppose that Miss West was bullied into making a tract for the times out of her group of unquestionably brilliant but superficial and makeshift on-the-scene reports.
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