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CHAPTER X - A CRY IN THE NIGHT

" I cannot say," came the reply. " Before long, I hope. Now run along and apologise for me."
There was nothing to do but go. All the same, she was very distressed. It was evident that things could not go on like this much longer.
She found herself the last to arrive before their host ; but just as she finished greeting her friends, Mr. Durkheim arrived. She looked at him interestedly.
" Ah ! welcome, everyone," he cried with jovial ease. " I'm sorry I am late. And you have come, after all, Miss Finch," he added, quickly turning to her.
It seemed to Molly that he looked rather enquiringly at her through his glasses, as he spoke. They had not met before ; though he obviously knew who she was, because she was the only stranger. Suddenly she remembered she had to apologise for her father.
" I am most disappointed your father cannot come," said Mr. Durkheim at this same moment. " He has been on the 'phone," he added, as he saw the expression on her face. " He went off rather unexpectedly, didn't he ? "
Molly was amazed. Why had her father been so particular that she should apologise, if he had already done so, himself ? Then she decided that it was probably just his way of getting her to go to the party. He knew very well that she would not otherwise have gone. Mr. Durkheim, however, did not seem to mind. On the contrary, he was most affable-especially towards herself.
Molly resented his very noticeable attention. Considering it was the first time they had met, she found his manner most embarrassing. She did not like him. There was a repellent atmosphere about him, which she could not define or explain, at first. It might have been the fact that he had a beard-but no ! her father had one, pretty much the same ; or its colour-but that was not so bad after all. Perhaps his smoked glasses ;

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