The warm spot in my heart froze.

And it takes something fairly eerie to freeze the heart at its core.
From this, as a budding psychologist, I draw a conclusion--there was something abnormal, something not quite human in that flashing look.
The conclusion seems somewhat strained now.

But at the time I was undoubtedly glad to see Li Ho.

Li Ho may be a Chink, but he is human.
You may gather that our "battle of the Glances" did not smooth my pillow here.

If the old chap didn't want me to stay before, he is even less anxious for my company now.