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Much of Second Threshold is written with Philip Barry's accustomed smoothness, his light talk glancing through the latticework of his troubled tale. The underlying theme is not new to Barry: more than once he pierced to the Puritan inside the worldling, the hair shirt beneath the dinner jacket. Barry was rather fascinated by the guilt that wouldn't come off the gingerbread. But in Second Threshold too much is not explained: Barry never really comes to grips with Bolton, nor Bolton with himself. And the play fishes in waters too dark to hook so flabby a solution...
...embracing British Columbia, Alberta, the Yukon and Northwest Territories, he has stated bluntly that he considers the area "vulnerable." Among its military assets: the deteriorating Canol pipeline, 120 bridges on the highway between Dawson Creek and Whitehorse, a lot of abandoned Army camps, at least four big airports, a latticework of communications. Liabilities: long winter nights, frozen lakes and ground inviting airborne invasion. Perhaps a quick run over the area might uncover some fresh viewpoints on defense...
Firemen called ceaselessly above the roar of engines and the throb of the pumps: "Don't jump! Don't jump!" A latticework of ladders rose into the searchlight beams which roamed the building's face. Seven more people felt the terror, escaped the heat by diving and dying...
Muenter, exposed, tried to kill himself by cutting an artery with a metal strip ripped from an eraser cap. When this failed, he climbed a latticework of prison bars and dived head first to the concrete floor, dashing his skull to pieces
...never shines in Allen Street. The people there, denizens of Manhattan's lower East Side, go about in a latticework of shadows cast by the superstructure of the elevated railway, a vast and gloomy pergola rising to meet the rungs of blackened fire escapes which hang from the buildings like the foliage of a fantastic iron jungle. No. 63 Allen Street, near the corner of Grand, is a large green-painted wooden door with a rusty lock and bar. Above some ash cans floats a white hand in eerie benediction. Beneath the hand is painted: E. A. RIDLEY...