She was only a bit player in the local repertory theatre, but nevertheless Jennie Brice had the strange nocturnal habits of her profession. According to her husband, she had left him in the middle of the night after one more of their weary, continual arguments. Since then he had had no word, nor had he the slightest idea where she was. Nor, he might have added, did he particularly care. Until the river gave up a headless woman's corpse, with Jennie's voluptuous body. And the whole town began to look at Jennie's husband. And wonder....