"It is cold in the night air, _N'est-ce-pas_ ?" She turned to lead the way inside.

While Louise hesitated to follow the limousine started with a roar from its cylinders and disappeared down the driveway, the two men going with it.

The absence of the lamps rendered the darkness around the solitary house rather uncanny.

An intense stillness prevailed except for the diminishing rattle of the receding motor car.

In the hall was a light and a woman.
Louise went in..