An admirable, written story revolves around a Cellini ring, embossed with interlocked human figures. Victor Baldour, who plans to steal it- in Florence- is part of an equally camplex web of human relationships. Victor is the charming son of an international alcoholic. Raisel among great names and expectations, but without training, believes by his wits and by women. His need for motivates his attempt to steal the Cellini ring from a museum, and involves successively the old museum attendant, then the mistress of an the dealer himself, the dealer's daughter and the lame man with whom she is idealistically involved, and finally the wealthy doctor whose mistress Victor shares unknowingly. The latter persuades one of the admirers of the antique dealer's daughter to shoot Victor, thus closing the circle but not before Victor has served as a destructive talyst for all these people. Remarkably, the structure of the story is not a mechanical device; the lives which Victor touches are complete and are connected by their own greeds and needs. It is a skillful work, with many controlled sensuous and intellectual scenes, and it is a fine example of a writer in full and flexible command of varied material.