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Back in Washington after a fortnight at Pinehurst-during which he dabbled about with a putter, found golf almost as amusing as his favorite game of croquet, Secretary of State Cordell Hull last week found it necessary to play his way out of three delicate diplomatic hazards. The slow-speaking Secretary timed his strokes well and executed them neatly but, as golfers have a habit of doing, he felt inclined by week's end to indulge in a dash of reasonably non-diplomatic language...
...World, he gushed one day like a Southern belle, the next flogged, like Simon Legree. As playwright, he collaborated with George S. Kaufman on the moderately successful Channel Road (1929), Dark Tower (1933). As contributor to The New Yorker, he wrote with equal vivacity on anagrams and croquet, of crime and parlor games. As author, he wrote books about dogs, the theatre, Irving Berlin, Mrs. Fiske (his stage idol), Dickens (his literary idol), achieved a best-seller with While Rome Burns. As editor, he compiled The Woollcott Reader and Woollcott's Second Reader, 1,100 pages which reveal Woollcott...
...dreaming of a progress it has failed to make. Any archeologist will tell you as much; modern man has no better skull, no better brain. Just a cave man, more or less trained." Shaken, but not to his roots, George goes off with temporarily furrowed brow to play croquet with his aunt...
...Civilization Triumphant, and in his fashion has been faithful to it ever since. Numerous, in^nious have been his variations on this theme. Last week his 78th book added one more minor version. Used to fat books from Author Wells, readers were surprised at the slimness of The Croquet Player (104 pages), no less surprised by its ambiguous, unWellsian message...
George Frobisher is a he-sprinter who lives a carefully protected life with his spinster aunt. Both of them have plenty of money, spend their lives playing first-rate croquet and bridge, keeping aloof from any sort of unpleasantness. At a French health resort George meets a Dr. Finchatton, an intense fellow who has come there for treatment of his badly jangled nerves. Finchatton spins George a ghostly yarn: he had had a country practice in England in a place called Cainsmarsh, just the kind of quiet district he wanted. Before he had been there very long, the place began...