Elizabeth waits for Harold in their London home, circa 1880. When he arrives, they make rapacious love in front of the fireplace in celebration of another year. Yet, something is amiss. When the maid comes on Christmas day, she finds Harold alone, passed out on the Persian carpet, naked and exposed. She fantasizes what it would be like to be intimate with her employer and does things of which Victorian society would not approve as he lies at her feet unconscious. The truth about herself and the amorous couple is exposed as Christmas carolers wind their way past the well appointed house in London.