The House on the River by Fred M. White

It was a strange scene in that well-appointed dining room, with the flowers in the conservatory beyond, and the few good pictures on the walls. In that peaceful setting with the quiet world outside, the two figures standing there were almost in grotesque contrast to their setting. On the Chippendale table stood a solitary candle in a china stick, and, in the light of this, Ennie Barr and Michel Quint regarded one another almost as if they had been strangers. Then Ennie spoke.

"It is amazing," she sad. "I can't understand it even yet. How did you manage it, Michel?"