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Marotz, about which much has been said. I do not wish to labour this point.
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Marotz is not the novel of the season. I trust that I make myself plain. I shall not pronounce upon Mr. Masefield's
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Captain Margaret, because, though it has been splashed all over by trowelfuls of slabby and mortarish praise, it has real merits. Indeed, it has a chance of being the novel of the season. Mr. Masefield is not yet grown up. He is always trying to write
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The Blue Lagoon is not likely to be selected as the novel of the season. And yet, possibly, it will be the novel of the season after all, though unchosen. I will not labour this point, either. Any one read
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The Blue Lagoon yet? Some folk have read it, for it is in its sixth edition. But when I say any one, I mean some one, not mere folk. It might be worth looking into,
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The Blue Lagoon. _Verbum sap._, often, to Messrs. Robertson Nicoll and Shorter. In choosing
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