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By BURTON E. STEVENSON
The Marathon Mystery
With five scenes in color by Eliot Keen.
An absorbing detective story of modern New York, especially original in its plot and the fact that a young lawyer does the detective work; the conclusion is most surprising.
"The author has stepped at once to the front ranks among American writers of detective tales ... a yarn with genuine thrills," (and comparing it with some of the most popular detective stories) "the English is better and cleaner cut, the love passages are never maudlin, there is throughout more dignity and sense, and the book shows a far wider knowledge of the logical technique of detective fiction."—Bookman.
N. Y. Sun: "Distinctly an interesting story—one of the sort that the reader will not lay down before he goes to bed."
N. Y. Post: "By comparison with the work of Anna Katharine Green ... it is exceptionally clever ... told interestingly and well."
N. Y. Tribune: "The Holladay Case was a capital story of crime and mystery. In the Marathon Mystery the author is in even firmer command of the trick. He is skillful in keeping his reader in suspense, and every element in it is cunningly adjusted to preserving the mystery inviolate until the end."
Boston Transcript: "The excellence of its style, Mr. Stevenson apparently knowing well the dramatic effect of fluency and brevity, and the rationality of avoiding false clues and attempts unduly to mystify his readers."
Boston Herald: "This is something more than an ordinary detective story. It thrills you and holds your attention to the end. But besides all this the characters are really well drawn and your interest in the plot is enhanced by interest in the people who play their parts therein."
Town and Country: "The mystery defies solution until the end. The final catastrophe is worked out in a highly dramatic manner."
The Holladay Case
With Frontispiece by Eliot Keen.
A tale of a modern mystery of New York and Etretat that has been republished in England and Germany.
This is one of the new and artistic style of detective stories, somewhat in the vein of Conan Doyle. The tale begins with the finding of a New York banker stabbed to death in his office. Suspicion falls on his daughter. A kidnapping and pursuit over seas follow. The story contains a minimum of horror and a maximum of ingenuity.
"Almost instantly commands the reader's attention."—Critic.
N. Y. Tribune: "Professor Dicey recently said, 'If you like a detective story take care you read a good detective story.' This is a good detective story, and it is the better because the part of the hero is not filled by a member of the profession.... The reader will not want to put the book down until he has reached the last page. Most ingeniously constructed and well written into the bargain."
BOOKS BY MAY SINCLAIR
THE HELPMATE
A story of married life.
"An advance upon 'The Divine Fire.'"—London Times.
"The one novel on the divorce question."—Boston Transcript.
"A noteworthy book.... There are things said in these pages, and said very plainly, which need to be said, which are rarely enough said—almost never so well said. The book contains unforgettable scenes, persons, phrases, and such a picture of the hardness of a good woman as exists nowhere else in our literature."—New York Times Saturday Review.
"Masterly ... artistic to the core."—Boston Advertiser.
"No criticism of trifles can leave in doubt the great distinction of her craftsmanship. Very certainly she must have made her reputation by this book, if it had not been already won."—Punch (London).
THE DIVINE FIRE
A story of a London poet.
"In all our new fiction I have found nothing worthy to compare with 'The Divine Fire.'"—Mary Moss in The Atlantic Monthly.
"A full-length study of the poetic temperament, framed in a varied and curiously interesting environment, and drawn with a firmness of hand that excites one's admiration.... Moreover, a real distinction of style, besides being of absorbing interest from cover to cover."—Dial.
"I find her book the most remarkable that I have read for many years."—Owen Seaman in Punch (London).