ABSTRACT
. . .For the general English public the piece produced by the Incorporated Stage Society yesterday afternoon is no good whatever, and it is doubtful whether that more restricted public to which the Society particularly appeals would find it very engrossing. Certainly yesterday's audience was neither crowded nor enthusiastic. And yet those with the eyes to see saw a piece that must be great in the original. The trouble is that it deals with Russian types, Russian conditions, and Russian ideals, and though all three are to be matched more or less in this country the resemblance is not sufficiently exact to produce the impression of life. The characters seem to be mere creatures of the theatre. Then, again, there is little or no story in the piece. . . .
