Publication:1950, Atlantic Monthly Press
From the flap:
"Deep within herself, Jane Fielding knew where her real chance for happiness lay. There was a day when the road divided - when one way could have led to fulfillment, the other to loneliness. But, young and lovely as she was, the future held no terror; either way was open.
Jane had a gift for friendship, a genuine pleasure in people that seemed to fill out her life completely. So many people needed her interest and love; so many had shared with her for their hopes and fears and hopes, their frustrations and triumphs. Jane worked in a public library, that gathering place of the seekers after knowledge, whether sex or saints, philosophy or fashion. Always there was someone to claim her warm sympathy, her friendship and her time. But was it a one-way street?
In a novel which probes the deep need to communicate, to penetrate the wall which separates one individual from another, Eleanor Cameron has told Jane's story. As she moves about her work, as the bells from the campanile mark the passing hours, Jane Fielding's life is defined by the people whose lives touch hers - Mac, the journalist, and his wholesome wife Nance; Sam Eccles, the goodhearted neighbor; Toppy, head of the library, friendly but weary; Claude, the erratic aesthete; beautiful Alexia, unhappily married; shy and devoted Timothy; and Michael who loved Jane and left her, for his art; Martin who was just a dry professor; and Matthew Hinden hose music would be recognized too late. Love and hate and death touch Jane's world in this one day.
Most of us have known a Jane Fielding - loving, intelligent, warmly generous. And most women will find reflections of themselves and their lives in her story. It is a warm, wise story, rich with deep appreciation of all that living means."