Writer Michael Cornforth wakes up in a strange house in the countryside – fully clothed and holding a gun. On investigating, he discovers his cousin's dead body in the kitchen, and soon finds himself accused of murder.
The Monthly Film Bulletin wrote: "After an intriguing start, this romantic 'whodunnit' collapses under clumsy development, involving a strained exercise in female impersonation from James Kenney and a particularly far-fetched dénouement."[5]