All of Eliner Wylie's admirers will want to read this, but I am afraid they are going to be disappointed. Nancy Hoyt (Elinor Wylie's sister) gives intimate pictures of her sister, though she cannot resist close-ups of Nancy at the same time. This takes from the detachment of viewpoint and presentation without adding the warm, human, personal touch one might want. The style seems amateurish, there is little attempt at appreciation. The matrimonial highs and lows are charted, sympathetically enough, but one gets no sense of knowing the girl and the woman behind her works. Contains two hitherto unpublished poems and several from Incidental Numbers, which was privately printed.