With World War II only barely in the rear view mirror, New York apartments are scarcer than hen's teeth. Janice Cameron has moved to the City to be a writer, trading Honolulu's sun and flowers for Manhattan in the grip of icy winter. She's imagined her own cunning little flat, a little table by the window, a little lace cloth...fat chance Her own flat is completely out of the question, and in fact she's going to have to share a boarding-house...