A stay in Majorca, where Jeff Lynton (and his wife Monica) is negotiating a new contract with Tom Saunders (his wife Fran is also with him j pursues the emotional tack of a marriage of twelve years, idles indolently -- often to a standstill- and if passion has been spent, gently questions what is left. From Tom, the horned husband of Fran, there are the confidences which Jeff reluctantly shares- and Jeff has many qualms of his own. Monica is indifferent, distant, more loved than loving, and openly petulant about the Majorca holiday while she would have preferred Paris. Pete MacCrae, whose boat they have chartered, initiates the men in deep sea diving- the women in other ways, and when Tom and Fran break up, presumably over Pete, Jeff is left to wonder about Monica as well. A sunken craft leads to the possibility that MacCrae has gone down with it- Jeff is left to dive alone to determine the fact- in so doing proves himself to Monica and returns her to him... ""Are we doomed never to know, to be only endless spinners of a dwindling dream""-- it would seem not. And for those who want to drift with this ebb tide- philosophizing on philandering and the unequal status of love- this offers a sophisticated form of relaxation.