Sinopsis

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Penelope moved nervously in her chair, evidently very much troubled about
something as she waited in the doctor's office. Her two years in had
added a touch of mystery to her strange beauty. Her eyes were more veiled in
their burning, as if she had glimpsed something that had frightened her; yet
they were eyes that, even unintentionally, carried a message to men, an
alluring, appealing message to men. With her red mouth, her fascinatingly
unsymmetrical mouth, and her sinuous body Penelope Wells at thirty-three
was the kind of woman men look at twice and . She was dressed in
black.
When Dr. William Owen entered the front room of his Ninth Street office he
g...