A tender story of an old grandfather and his fourteen year old granddaughter, quaint and charming in Robert Nathan's inimitable way. It lacks the subtle under-currents of social commentary that characterize such books as One More Spring; there is nothing of fantasy, except in the manner of telling. But Nathan has a poignancy of characterization which makes the slightest of his tales rare. The grandfather tells the story, and without once describing himself, the picture is a clearly defined one. The story of his problems with an interfering and conventional sister, a precise and unique secretary, a young German exile on whom he took pity, and the grandchild who has her first case of violent calf love is told with shy humor, charm and a persuasive quality that gets under the skin. Not an ""important"" book, but a book that people who like Nathan will love.