ind: Blackett Ltd.
She and I" is a story as wispy brittle as the Venetian glass words of which it is fashioned. It is made of the subtle and vague mani-testations of the sub-conscious mind, which all lovers of words like, all lovers of plausibility and a very few wi faintly recognize as being part of their own temperamental experience. The story concerns the duality of feminine nature as typ!- fied in an artist whose inherent: instincts may only be expressed through the medium of music, Sti her life are blinding and brie! flashes of that telt which she allows to dribble away into the rothingnes" of sound at the end of her finger tips. During those flashes she actually lives the emotions she most times keeps buried. Nevertheless they are sufficient to bind three men to her eternally. Then the dies. In @ manner which strangely reasonable the author then removes. the sub-conscious actualities of the musician from her Leautiful ind dead shell and places them in an unbeautifol woman where they ate only too apparent. She meets the three who at ence recognize the quali had loved in the dead content with making recogni the masculine side only the author turns her tale into a fantasy by making the recognition mutual. The story ends tragically, due to clumsy and blind refusal of each man: to reconcile desired qualities with the physical deficiences of the second woman, they preferring te hold a more beautiful illusion. The strangulation episode in the comcluding chapter is <0 obviously the only solution that it in no way. appears grotesque or brutal. "She and I" is a story like a dream, and Tike a dream it hes a substratum of truth. It is temperamental, fragile, and interesting—M<.
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