Two Married Men. In one brilliant burst of writing, Vincent Lawrence has sliced wide for inspection a bitter, all too prevalent tragedy. For no reason at all except that they are five years married and that she loves suddenly another man, a wife tires of her husband. This she must tell him, hating herself therefor, yet powerless before the fact. Tomorrow she will run away.
She does not run away. In conclusion, the play lumps badly. For two opening acts of wrangling domestic comedy, in which another family splits over the same man, it amuses only mildly. Yet for this third-act thrust,...
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