" I last read this book over fifty years ago, and enjoyed it tremendously. A slight plot but written in clear lyrical prose which is a pleasure to read. Topper, an overweight, dull, henpecked, banker takes a fancy to a flashy red sportscar. The previous owners, low level spirits, are able to reconstitute their ectoplasm when they need to, and Cosmo Topper is in for a high time of partying and drinking and travelling in their company. "
— Dianne, 1/18/2014