Аннотация

“The price,” he said heavily, “is five hundred for the set, if you insist on buying it… But I must tell you this, although I am sure you young people will laugh at me—or perhaps be even more intrigued by these…these devilish spoons! You see, they…” Mr. Sproull gulped. “They are supposed to be cursed.”

Аннотация

Two honeymooners desperate for shelter find themselves in quite a sticky situation.