The ironmaster came for the night inspection of his factory. There in the dim light of the furnace, he mistook the peddler to be an old friend of him. He welcomed him warmly. He felt sorry to see that an old friend of him was going through great plight. The ironmaster requested him to come home with him. He would be pleased to have his friend's company on Christmas. Next morning when the peddler had a bath, got a hair cut and was shaved, the ironmaster 'realised that he was a total stranger to him. He called him a cheat and asked him to leave the house at that very instant.