Richard Pryce (14 May 1864 – 30 May 1942)[1][2][3][4] was an English novelist, author of Christopher, David Penstephen and other works of fiction.
Disappointed with his cold reception by the public in Britain, despite glowing reviews, he wrote very little after the outbreak of the First World War.
David Penstephen was widely read in the United States, but Pryce's self-assurance was shaken by the neglect he suffered at the hands of the British public.[34].
[44] Kemp says that Discouraged by the lack of public interest in his work, though reviews were warm, Pryce had more or less given up writing fiction by the outbreak of the First World War.
The Pall Mall Gazette said that Mr. Pryce's work is always highly finished, and very interesting on its technical side.