Quentin takes just one step toward Maggie. She is unable to look away from his eyes. Utterly terrified, she screams and runs from the room. Quentin smiles very faintly, whether from amusement or at the sight of a pretty face he doesn’t say. We leave him laughing silently.
Carolyn and Chris go upstairs to hunt for the alleged intruder. Carolyn clings to Chris's arm as they investigate the West Wing. How many rooms are there up here? asks the once-aspiring architect. I don’t even know how many rooms there are in this part of the house, Carolyn admits. Are there any lights? Chris asks, then muses, Someone could hide up here very easily.
Meanwhile, Maggie tells Elizabeth about the stranger, who looks remarkably similar to the man Mrs. J described. Elizabeth offers Maggie the standard Collins panacea, a brandy.
They arrive at the very storage room where everything started, but find no one there. They've been searching for a while, and Carolyn finally says, We can't possibly search the entire West Wing. They decide to go back downstairs. After they leave the storage room, the camera pans to a moose head covered with cobwebs. Now wearing a slightly wider smile, Quentin rises from a chair that was in the shadows and walks toward the camera.
Meanwhile, Elizabeth decides that a cup of tea will be a better restorative.
David and Quentin agree to play the "Mr. Jughans" game. Maggie and Elizabeth decide to talk to David, who leads them to the storage room. Poor Maggie is mortified at the sight of Mr. Jughans. I guess the point of the flimsy pretext is to get Maggie to the storage room.
