Margaret Case Harriman grew up in the Algonquin Hotel (run by her father), hung out with the same people from a much younger age, and went to work for Vanity Fair and the New Yorker, like any good writer of her time and place. The result is some repetition of her father's stories from his two memoirs, but better organized and more clearly told. She gives much more room to the stories of the women of the Vicious Circle as well, including several who are today lesser known. That isn't to say Case gave them short shrift; his focus was on the hotel, not that particular table. It's a delightful and fascinating book.