Almost as much controversy rages around Arnold Bennett and his women as around D. H. Lawrence. Some time ago, his French wife, Marguerite, wrote a scandal raking book. Now comes this --a dignified, at times almost naive account of their life together, of the man Arnold Bennett as she knew him, of the problem their equivocal position socially created for them both, psychologically. There is no attempt to make this a biography of A. B. Rather is it a portrait, written by the woman he considered his wife during the last ten years of his life. The letters, which comprise half the book, reflect an appealing side of Bennett, and some of them are very characteristic. Sell to those who enjoyed the Journal.