Critical Reading For Exams / Short Reading Comprehension 3

I fretted the other night at the hotel at the stranger who broke into my chamber after midnight, claiming to share  it. But after his lamp had smoked the chamber full and I had turned round to the wall in despair, the man blew out  his lamp, knelt down at his bedside, and made in low whisper a long earnest prayer. Then was the relation entirely  changed between us. I fretted no more, but respected and liked him.