From the title, you might think this was a long book, but it’s a mere 112 pages because the stories are quite short, running from half a page to three pages. Most are more vignettes than stories. Dunsany had begun that way in his earliest story collections, but these are even shorter than the majority of those. It’s illustrated only by the photo of the author in his military uniform, the signature is printed. Perhaps Sidney Sime wasn’t available.
Here the Gods of Pegana are largely absent, though more universal gods like Time and Death are frequently present. Some stories take place in modern London, others in remote parts of the world, but only a small number in what we would recognize as the fantasy realms of Dunsany’s earlier books. The author still manages to paint an overall picture of lovely lost things and wry twists of fate. I can see readers of the time enjoying one or two tales after dinner with a brandy and cigar.
Not his most interesting book, but worth reading and recommended.