A love story, told in 1939-1940, looking back over the years from youth on, through happy days and tragic ones, through misunderstanding that almost wrecked two lives. The woman who tells the story was the daughter of a scholar and dilettante, whom she visited at times in Italy. But most of a very cosmopolitan up-bringing was cantered in and near Paris, with interludes of school in England, visits to America and so on. There is that sense of being on the inside looking on a life of some degree of luxury and well-being. And through the story, written in brief diary extracts, one gets something of the passing years between the wars. Not up to her best, but good entertainment value.