"The Benighted Hearth"

"Are you enjoying your Chicken à la King, Mr. Peachman?" said Mrs. Lovechild. Harry's mouth was full, and so he chewed as quickly as he could. "I should think he is," said Ralston. "I love to see a man eat with gusto," said Gwendolyn. Harry swallowed, trying not to choke, and then he dabbed his lips with the damask napkin he had been supplied with. "Yes, Mrs. Lovechild, very much so," he finally…