Murder at Bridge

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.