This play will be produced by a little theatre in New York this season, which enhances the importance of the publication in book form of a text written in 1926 to express Wolfe's personal credo ""that man does not live for truth but for divine falsehood"". It is the story of a great southern mansion built in that faith and lost only when the last of the family is a sceptic and a modern. The house falls into the hands of speculation and materialism; the line ends. In spite of a certain mystical obscurity, the work has much of fire, sweep and poetic insight, characteristic of Wolfe. It is virtually his sole use of non-autobiographical material.