"I didn't think he was as dazed as he pretended to be." Miss Cornelia, too, had been pondering the problem of the Unknown.

She reached a swift decision.

If he were what he pretended to be--a dazed wanderer, he could do them no harm.

If he were not--a little strategy properly employed might unravel the whole mystery.
"Bring him up here, Billy," she said, turning to the butler.
Billy started to obey.

But the darkness of the corridor seemed to appall him anew the moment he took a step toward it.
"You give candle, please ?" he asked with a pleading expression.