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...Music of Time? It may confidently be predicted that deaths in the cast of characters will be more frequent. They are getting no younger, and besides, they cannot all come through the war with a whole skin. Will we learn anything about Nick's marriage to Isobel Tolland except that she had a miscarriage? How will "Chips" Lovell get on with Priscilla Tolland? The addicted reader can hardly wait. Meanwhile it would seem to be a safe bet that Narrator Nick Jenkins will be commissioned, like Author Powell, in a posh regiment (Powell was an officer, first...
...Isobel-Ann Butterfield, 34, U.S.-born, Radcliffe-educated wife of a London physician, was angry when she read modern interpretations of Joan's career that branded her insane. She began digging the evidence out of the archives, soon called in her husband John, 38, professor of experimental medicine at Guy's Hospital Medical School, to help her with the technical aspects. He eventually became as interested as she was, wound up doing a detective-style postmortem. In History Today, the Butterfields spin their evidence into a tight...
...talent, the authors of Miss Isabel have tackled a stage subject that might make genius stumble. Their aging, white-haired heroine becomes mentally ill and imagines that she is a young girl and that her embittered, put-upon old-maid daughter is her mother. One act later, Miss Isobel imagines that she is a tiny child who keeps caterpillars in a shoe...
...places Actress Booth proves a sort of show-within-a-show, or a rewarding actress without one. With a look, a gesture, an intonation, she can be remarkably eloquent; but in the end the play, and even the part, is too much for her. Having taken on Miss Isobel after the hardly less piffling The Desk Set, she should next time try something more than the audience's patience...
...horse, I'd give three hundred guineas for him," said his lordship). He had a peerless touch with silver teapots and under-footmen, could fold a table napkin into a water lily, and the young people adored him. Alas, he adored one of the young people, the Honorable Isobel Lintern, a rather dishonorable hussy. With blind folly, Shrewsbury threw away his perfect character in Merryns for the wretched minx. Embittered and ruined, he became porter at a low pub. How he buttled back from this social abyss to become a perfect butler in Manhattan is a story which will...