A fairly artificial little package of sex and sentiment, which somehow lacks the worldly woman appeal of Past Imperfect and In Bed We Cry. In again-out again emotional entanglements of Tilli, whose talent for needlework has -- step by step -- brought her to a debut as stylist and model for a French couturier, Pierre Latour. She wins his love, and learns just before her marriage of his impotence. Following his suicide, she turns to unambitious Donald -- but eventually leaves him to set up a salon in New York. Then in middle age she falls in love again, this time with an artist tide to a nymphodipscmanise wife, from whom he is eventually freed. There is lees of strictly black chiffon sophistication than before -- but ample of the qualities that have big ""women appeal"". A first printing of 75,000 justifies expectation that the publishers are backing it heavily.