He turned and lifted startled, inquiring eyes to where Keep stood above him.
"I told you," said Keep, "to ask no questions." As Fred re-entered the hall, Winnie Keep was coming down the stairs toward him.

She had changed to one of the prettiest evening gowns of her trousseau, and so outrageously lovely was the combination of herself and the gown that her husband's excitement and anxiety fell from him, and he was lost in admiration.

But he was not for long lost.

To his horror; the door of the coat-closet opened toward his wife and out of the closet the stranger emerged.

Winnie, not accustomed to seeing young men suddenly appear from among the dust-coats, uttered a sharp shriek.
With what he considered great presence of mind, Fred swung upon the visitor.
"Did you fix it ?" he demanded.
The visitor did not heed him.