It affected him as would her soft hand-clasp.

He began to glance restlessly about the room.
The dusk of the early winter night was at hand.

It had thickened in the corners and over where Mr.Graham and Dave were meditating their game in silence.

The flames crackling in the fireplace intensified the forming shadows.

Lee recognized that it was time to be going.
Nevertheless, he continued to linger for a while, with his eyes sometimes resting on his companion in enjoyment of her face, engaged in thought, experiencing a contentment in merely being in her presence.
"This will be another of those days," he at length remarked, in a musing tone.
His words aroused her from her own reflections.
"One for winter as well as for summer," she said, raising her look.
"Did I seem to be dreaming when you spoke?
I was doing scarcely that; my mind was lulled; the quiet--the twilight--Christmas Day--they bring a soothing mood." "Something that in a world of money, money can't buy," Lee said.