Quoting the foreword to the 1942 Readers Club edition by Alexander Woollcott: “This happiest work by the late Gilbert Keith Chesterton, God rest his soul, is as luminous and infectious a book as ever one author wrote about another.” [Chesterton died in 1936-ed. note.] Woollcott goes on to quote Chesterton in a passage near the book’s end: “‘The hour of absinthe is over,’ sang Mr. Chesterton (this was in 1906, of course. ‘We shall not be much further troubled with the little artists who found Dickens too sane for their sorrows and too clean for their delights. But we have a long way to travel…
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