Only on the floor were two packets of Christmas-tree candles, fallen from the stranger's pockets.
He had gone through the drawing-room door, as he had come.

The housemaid said that while she was cleaning the grate in the dining-room she heard someone go into the drawing-room: a parlour-maid had even seen someone come out of Jim's bedroom.

But they had both thought it was Jim himself, for he was an unsettled house mate.
There was a thin film of snow, a lovely Christmas morning..