QUIET STREET—Michael Ossorgin—Dial ($2.50).†
No country has had the literary wind knocked out of her so badly as Russia. For years after the War nothing escaped her epileptically clenched teeth but the mutter of revolutionary debate. Lately she has disgorged a few novels, most of them drearily propagandist, which have been filtered into translation. Quiet Street, a novel about Russians—not Communists, not Mensheviki, not Whites—is perhaps a sign that she is regaining her literary faculties.
The central scene is the quiet Moscow drawing-room of old Professor...