There are some gems in this collection of old-fashioned stories by Frances Towers who wrote only this one book and died in 1948 before it was published. They would, I think, have been quietly old-fashioned even then. But do read them slowly, no more than a one a day; too many in one dose and they get a bit too fey and same-y. (A couple of them are quite dire and she can get horribly arch and mannered; I'm thinking of the ghost story Lucinda and the one about an encounter with Shakespeare in a wood.) But mostly they are stories about women waiting for love. Among the gems are Violet, about a dangerously perfect housemaid; the title story Tea with Mr Rochester; and Don Juan and the Lily about an office worker's glamorised life of the imagination. Frances Towers has a wonderful knack of describing a room so that you can see it ...and hear the rattle of dainy teacups in a saucer.