Old pulp covers like this one fascinate me. I realize their sole purpose is to attract the attention of potential readers, but, really, what is this cover going for? Why did this woman decide not to get dressed before consulting a fortune teller? (Though she certainly appears to have remembered to apply her makeup!) Isn't she cold? Does she not see the big, gruesome skeleton leering over her, or does she just not care? Or maybe the skeleton is a ghost? Is the crystal ball going to warn her that there's a villain hiding behind the curtain ready to knife her? Are the skeleton and the villain are in cahoots? Most importantly, is she really going to die without ever having learned how to properly use an eyebrow pencil? So many unanswered questions!