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Mr. Stokes scorned to reply , and reaching his lodging stood by in silence while the other changed his clothes . He refused Mr. Henshaw 's hand with a gesture he had once seen on the stage , and , showing him downstairs , closed the door behind him with a bang . Left to himself , the small remnants of Mr. Henshaw 's courage disappeared . He wandered forlornly up and down the streets until past ten o'clock , and then , cold and dispirited , set off in the direction of home . At the corner of the street he pulled himself together by a great effort , and walking rapidly to his house put the key in the lock and turned it . The door was fast and the lights were out . He knocked , at first lightly , but gradually increasing in loudness .