On a dark night a young woman seeks refuge at an isolated house. She's hurt and frightened. The man and woman who live there take her in. But their decency is utterly unequiped to deal with the Woman in the Dark, or wit the designs of the men who want her.
I can't believe that even a low-life magazine ever published this. But, then I don't always pay enough attention to what is (written?) between the lines. I must have a languid imagination. More than a short story, less than a novella; that is its most redeeming quality.