Lupino takes a job as caretaker of an isolated mansion, from which her predecessor has mysteriously disappeared. Outside, the hot California sun; inside, cool, empty corridors, the ominous basement boiler room. This is gothic romance crossed with early-'50s noir, worth a look for the sake of the great Wong Howe. Grey-listed and taking what work he could get, he tackles even this B-picture for Monogram with unfailing artistry, creating images that are strong without being showy, atmospheric yet perfectly naturalistic. From a story by Virginia Myers.