It's truth this time which lies in the eye of. . . or rather whatever drops from the lips of the speaker, all confusing Ned who was entangled from the beginning in the life of his cousin George and now of Amy, to whom George introduces him before he appropriates her himself as his wife. Amy, all seductive caprice, is quite a gameswoman and very available to any comer even if she makes ""sex sound like a commodity or an operation."" She also tells whoppers so that Ned is bemused by George's bully-boyishness extended to outright brutality: did he kill his twin brother years ago in an unaccidental ""accident"" with a bowling bail? did he dispose of Amy's dog? or of Amy's later acquisition, an Italian artist Leonardo? Does George really believe that in this world there can be ""no non-combatants"" to justify expedient murder? Or is Ned guilty of the same aberrant realities that Amy and George reveal since perhaps life and death are not polarized options but are all internalized, imagined? Whatever--Glazebrook, an attractive novelist, also a literate one, has written a novel which serves very well as an interest-holding operation and teases marginal areas just one step beyond your curiosity.