Under the kiss of magic moonlight, the warm night called to love, and here were these two, alone. She, the friend of his wife-unhappy because her honeymoon romance had faded. He, the friend of her husband; yet now, in one mad moment- A story that hurls the instincts of ages into the midst of modern conventions and cleanses them all with living fire. (Print Ad-Republican-Journal, ((Ogdensburg, NY)) 24 August 1921)