As an author for Harlequin Romance, Elizabeth Houghton published ten novels. She also wrote under the names Elizabeth Gilzean (her real name) and Mary Hunton.
Today in useless dreams: I wish I could read a book that ends with the h saying, "Yes, now that I know that the OW I'll marry you, but we are never seeing that bitch again until I spit on her grave."
Ah yes. Negging! The 1959 Edition! In which the hero heaps piles and piles of scorn upon the heroine for being 1) a woman and 2) an English woman at that...belittles nursing work...constantly pulls her away from said work to act as his secretary...demands to know how he's supposed to get any work done when she keeps 'making eyes' at him and then gets furious when she rejects his advances...and then decides he likes her after all and wants to marry her, and she's delighted.
Also, quite tragically, the bear on the cover turns out to be not ursine at all but rather piscine—a red herring, to be exact.