Mr. Moneypenny. Perhaps it was the purpose of this play that, after seeing it, one should go out among the trees, drink buttermilk, nibble roots and herbs, renounce money as "the root of all evil" (a line in the play). This purpose was not accomplished. Author Channing Pollock, a great showman, is not a great artist. He has tried to do a Faust, with snatches of The Adding Machine and the Ballet Mechanique. His devil is a silk-hatted Babbitt named Mr. Moneypenny, who seizes an old and whining clerk named John Jones, gives him ticker tape and a Park Avenue apartment....
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