Romance, adventure and mystery, told chiefly my means of casual conversation, make 'Dotted Line Honeymoon' easy to read. There are no fine points to miss and the story skips along rapidly. It picks up its heroine in a big Middle Western hotel where she works as a public stenographer. In her spare time she devours travel and adventure books, and plays the stock market on wild tips to build up funds for a trip abroad. When her stocks collapse, a handsome hotel guest with a lean, bronzed face, rough tweeds and an aura of foreign lands about him walks into her office and asks her to marry him. He draws up a generous marriage contract, and Jack - short for Jacqueline - recklessly signs on the dotted line. The story is off then on a bounding wave of slightly incredible and moderately entertaining romance and mystery. (Abstract from The New York Times, May 17, 1936, p BR20).