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London: Pilot Press, 1949. 658 pages. Couple of very small tears to dustjacket. Some brown spotting inside and on page edges. I do not know what the public may think of "Susan Lenox." I scarcely know what I think. It is a terrible book--terrible and true and beautiful. Under the depths there are unspeakable things that writhe. His plumb-line touches them and they squirm. He bends his head from the clouds to do it. Is it worth doing? I don't know. But this I do know--that within the range of all fiction of all lands and of all times no character has so overwhelmed me as the character of Susan Lenox. She is as real as life and as unreal. She is Life. Hers was the concentrated nobility of Heaven and Hell. And the divinity of the one and the tragedy of the other. For she had known both--this girl--the most pathetic, the most human, the most honest character ever drawn by an American writer. ROBERT W. CHAMBERS.. Cloth. Good - Very Good/Very Good. Illus. by William Stobbs. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" tall.