When I read this little book many years ago, I had no notion it was, sort of, a feminist novel. I was delighted when the heroine, upon her hypochondriac husband's retirement, sees "the handwriting on the wall" and reacts against his expectation of turning her into a private nurse-cook-laundress-factotum. I was pleased at that 'hinge' in the story, and then I further cheered for her when she went out, leaving the old parasite behind. She became a participant in LIFE, and a part of the scene, not just a slavish caretaker of a self-absorbed old crank. I think other readers will like getting to know Eva, too.

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