It was a fancy, but it held, and under its compelling if irrational influence, I made a second and still more minute survey of the room to which this conviction had imparted so definite an interest.
I found it just as ordinary and unsuggestive as before; an old-fashioned, square apartment renovated and redecorated to suit modern tastes.

Its furnishings I have already described; they were such as may be seen in any comfortable abode.

I did not linger over them a moment; besides, they were the property of the present tenant, and wholly disconnected with the past I was insensibly considering.

Only the four walls and what they held, doors, windows and mantel-piece, remained to speak of those old days.

Of the doors there were two, one opening into the main hall under the stairs, the other into a cross corridor separating the library from the dining-room.