Until six months ago, she was one of the lucky ones. Her name was Nancy Ryan and she had come from the Midwest to conquer the theater and miraculously landed in the chorus of a top hit as a dancer. She thought then that she was pretty lucky. Then she met Ted Pryor, a reporter for the New York World Sun, and having married him, knew that she was the luckiest girl in the world. Three months after they were married and her pregnancy was confirmed, she had no doubt that the whole world was her oyster. Then life decided to redress the balance...