**When Lotta looked at Cassie, she saw a ""skinny, sharp featured"", grubby fingered human being. When Cassie looked back at her older sister, she saw a beautiful, boy- crazy empty space. So, ""they divided their room with a string"", and lived unpeacefully in their separate halves of the world. Lotta viewed herself as the example of perfection to issue forth from the Dunne family, while Cassie, in her unique imaginative mind, secretly worshipped her older brother Vincent. Vincent, more like Cassie than Lotta, had nearly severed ties with the elder Dunnes, and lived with thoughts of love and independence in the company of his two college roommates: a brilliant Negro and a very British American who prided himself on the dash in his last name. The author again proves (as she did in The Bully on Barkham Street, 1963, p.240, J-94) that she has profound insight into the American family and youth, and that she is capable of deep-reaching realism in conversations and narrative. Generous amounts of humor predominate in her latest-- which is an unusual achievement even for this talented writer.