If only I had remembered this before these men came--I might have saved--No, nothing could have saved her or me, except the snow, except the snow.
That may already have saved her.

All this time I was trying to tell where the telephone was.
That I succeeded at last I judged from the fact that the second man left the room.

As he did so, Hexford lit the candle.

Idly watching, for nothing now could make me look at the lounge again, I noticed the candlestick.

It was of brass and rare in style and workmanship--a candlestick to be remembered; one of a pair perhaps.