With the return of winter, Mademoiselle returns to the chateau, for there is no fireplace in The Yellow Room.
"'We were staying in the pavilion, then--Monsieur Stangerson and me.

We made no noise.

He was seated at his desk.

As for me, I was sitting on a chair, having finished my work and, looking at him, I said to myself: "What a man!--what intelligence!--what knowledge!" I attach importance to the fact that we made no noise; for, because of that, the assassin certainly thought that we had left the place.

And, suddenly, while the cuckoo was sounding the half after midnight, a desperate clamour broke out in The Yellow Room.