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CHAPTER X - A CRY IN THE NIGHT

She grew to hate the solid respectability of Tynemouth after the thrills of Paris and Malta. Then Herr Durkheim came ! Here, she recognised, was her chanceand she gave him every opportunity. Not that he took advantage ; for he never even kissed her. Still, the last time they met he had promised her a surprise. And now, it was to come this very night. But it seemed as though he was going to forget after all.
" Miss Molly," he said quietly, " you have not seen my collection of water colours. You are the only one who has not seen them. May I be permitted to show them to you ? "
Molly felt terribly afraid, but she rose to the, occasion.
" Why, yes," she smiled. " I should be delighted."
" I keep them in a special room," he said, turning to lead the way to the hall. " I'm sure you will excuse us, won't you," he said, politely bowing to Mrs. Kenton ; and she, poor woman, had to smile and acquiesce.
They went up the thickly padded stairs which led to a large landing on the first floor, the dim light making it appear much bigger than it really was. Here he led the way along a corridor which evidently, Molly concluded, ended in another wing added to the house itself. Molly was right in her guess.
Mr. Durkheim opened a door at the end of this passage and switched on the lights. She could not restrain a cry of pleasure. The room she now stood in was long and lofty. Around the walls hung the pictures she had come to see. The lighting was both powerful and brilliant, and was so directed that the light fell on the pictures whilst the rest of the room was in gloom.
" And who painted them ?" she asked, charmed for the moment by a sea scene.
" Myself," was the unexpected and astounding answer of this enigmatic man beside her.

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