And Berthe asked: “Is there anything we can do for you?”
He bowed his head in the doorway, and they saw beyond him the winding aisles of the forest—green and white, the dusk creeping in.
THE END
A brief expression of the critical Reception of
DOWN AMONG MEN
Outlook: Possessed of a marvelous descriptive genius, equipped
with a remarkably flexible use of English and impelled by the passion of
a mystic—the author of Down Among Men has written a striking novel.
The Dial: Seems to us the most exalted and appealing story Mr. Comfort has thus far written.
The Argonaut: A novel of extraordinary power. It is good as Routledge Rides Alone. It could hardly be better.
London Post: Alive with incident, bounding with physical energy, dramatic in coloring, and modern in every phrase. He has a message delivered with vigor, inspired with tense passion.
Atlantic Monthly: There is so much real fire in it—the fire of youth that has seen and suffered—so much vitality and passion that one grows chary of petty comments. The writer offers us the cup of life, and there is blood in the cup.