Informed and Urbane

Ivory Towers in the Market Place, by John P. Dyer. 205 pp. Indianapolis:

After a few sorties into Thackeray’s elegant London, she returned to Yorkshire, and even when she was married, less than a year before her death, it was to her father’s curate. I sense a moral here, about the necessary place of aloneness in any creative life. But with so many young writers today chattily holed up in college English departments, it would not be polite to press it.