If "I Walked in Arden," by Jack Crawford (Heinemann, 7s. 6d.), were only a love-story, it would still \be worth reading for, its cleverness in making interesting the mere straightforward facts of two young people's real love for one another and the eventual death of one them of tuberculosis. A whole long novel of nearly 300 closely printed pages does not seem too long for the story of Helen and and her boy-husband, narrated by himself; but their love-story is not
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