appearance closed. There is no finger-post to direct our
anticipation on the way it should go; and those who have not read
the book cannot possibly guess that this mock marriage, instantly
and ceremoniously dissolved, can have any ulterior effect upon the
fortunes of any one concerned. Thus, the whole scene, however
curious in itself, seems motiveless and resultless. How the
requisite finger-post was to be provided I cannot tell. That is not
my business; but a skilful dramatist would have made it his. Then,
in the second act, amid illustrations of social life in the Ghetto,
we have the meeting of Hannah with David Brandon, a prettily-written