This one wears its heart on its sleeve along with its gold braid and it's all about Charlotte, a secretary in Washington, who meets Matt Daniel when he's still at Annapolis just before World War II. And even though she's made to feel out of her depth socially (his family) and hates all the conformity and obligatory protocol of Navy life, she marries him. They're never together for very long; she has her baby alone; leaves get shorter and shorter and the rendezvous with death is spelled out when he ships on an old converted banana boat which is to serve as an attractant for submarines. Finally there's that telegram that he's missing in action and the long months ahead in which she tries to get something more definite while she hopes. . . and hopes. . . and. . . . Miss Delston hustles heartache all the way and remembering, you do wonder -- another weeper, another sleeper? On any grounds it's more justified than that other Love Story.