... CHRISTOPHER FRY loves words. He holds them up for examination. He scatters them in glittering largesse. He juggles with them. He makes fifty words serve where most dramatists would use five. And the result, in his approxi mately mediæval comedy at the Globe, is a play for fellow word- fanciers if not for all playgoers. The trouble is the convention that any piece for the theatre should have a ...