Bonnie Dundee stretched out a long and rather fine pair of legs regarding the pattern of his
dark-blue socks with distinct satisfaction then he rested his black head against the rich
upholstery of an armchair not at all intended for his use. His cheerful blue eyes turned at
last but not too long a last to the small upright figure seated at a typewriter desk in the
corner of the office. Good morning Penny he called out lazily and good-humoredly waited for
the storm to break. Miss Crain to you! The flying fingers did not stop an instant but Dundee
noticed with glee that the slim back stiffened even more rigidly and that there was a decided
toss of the brown bobbed head. [...] Reprint of the detective novel originally published in
1931.
