It was almost a mugging—but lawyer Hector Owen, unceremoniously dragged through the side door of the giant department store, found nothing to object to. For though the store front was located in drab, rainy old New York—once beyond the doorway, he found himself in a city of light and love, of cheerfully rowdy wickedness and free-flowing booze. And the whole glorious adventure could go on forever—as long as he did not pass back through the door that had been his entry to this new fantasy world.