A sophisticated overlay of montage and motivation for this gathering of a group of people over a weekend- the friction between them which reflects more largely the frustration of their lives- and a minimum of action which is generated by a summer storm. There is Dr. Quean, a neurologist, whose practice of the idle rich is a poor substitute for the more serious work he preferred to do; Eldreth, his wife, whose pressure towards money and success had made him what he was; Bob Lightner, a playboy, increasingly immersed in liquor; Betty, the girl who loved him but could not redeem him; Granik, her impressario; etc. etc. The violence- and the hysteria- precipitated by the storm which isolates the women eventually dies down, serves as a partial catharsis for Eldreth... Cosmopolitan, this is also essentially static, and chiefly for more worldly women readers.