“Read La-Bas by Huysmans, or some of Kipling’s short stories, or “L’Annonciateur” by Villiers de l’Isle Adam in his Contes Cruels, etc., and you will find them not only “abscons” (to use a word adopted buy the new writers), but absolutely unintelligible both in form and in substance. Such, again, is the work by E. Morel, “Terre Promise,” now appearing in the Revue Blanche, and such are most of the new novels. The style is very high-flown, the feelings seem to be most elevated, but you can’t make out what is happening, to whom it is happening, and where it is happening. And such is the bulk of the young art of our time.”