Long light evenings, swimming and tennis, striped cotton frocks . . . it's summer term at Raeburn. New arrival Constance King hates her boarding school on sight, yet dreams of being accepted by the other girls. Instead, she finds a ferment of frustrated hopes mingled with excited expectations.
An intense, painfully funny and perfectly described of women and near-women, Constance's term at the school is painfully, wittily and meticulously evoked.
