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one." He led the way to a panel in the wall across the room. " At least I think so." The panel was above the mantelpiece, and as she gazed at the painting on it, she thought she had never before seen anything so beautiful. It was a mediaeval castle of Hungarian or German design. It stood there perched on the top of a great pinnacle of rock and seemed almost to be floating on a bed of misty clouds. But as she looked closer she saw that what she had taken for clouds was a mass of intricate detail of cliff and trees, all blending perfectly so as to give the misty effect.
He had been watching her carefully.
" You like it ? " he asked, waiting eagerly for her answer. But she never gave it....
Suddenly a horrible scream stifled her words and seemed to rend the night in twain. She felt a sickening sense of horror steal over her. The cry had come from somewhere in the house-it had appeared to reach them from the chimney near to where they stood. It was a horrible sound ; like a man in mortal agony. Her blood ran cold.
" What ever was that ? " she gasped, pale with fright.
" I beg your pardon ?" said Mr. Durkheim. " Did you hear something ? The sea roaring, perhaps. Yes ! We often hear it in this room."
Molly hesitated. She was very quick to realise she had not been intended to hear that scream. All the same, her host must have heard it too. Then she began to doubt herself-had she really heard anything, after all ?
" It must have been my imagination," she said bravely. " I think your lights are just a tiny bit depressing," she said, " though I must admit I admire them. You seem to prefer to have them subdued."
" You are not very well to-night," said Mr. Durk.heim. " Forgive me for asking you to come here when

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you are so tired. I ought to have realised. Come. A glass of wine will do you good."
They left the picture gallery and Molly thankfully heard the door close behind her.
The rest of the evening passed off without any incident, and Molly Finch returned home anxious to see her father and find out how he was. A strange and horrible idea had begun to take shape in her mind.

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