He held out his electric torch and stepped back with a sharp exclamation.
"Kate!" he cried.

"What on earth are you doing here at this hour?
What do you mean by ringing the bell like that ?" The girl stepped into the hall.
"Close the door," she said.

"The wind will blow the pictures off the walls, and I can scarcely hear you speak." Cecil obeyed at once.
"Light a lamp," she said.

"It is not fair that you should have all the light.

I want to see your face too." "But Kate," Cecil interrupted, "why did you come like this?
Why did you not--" She interrupted.
"Never mind," she answered sternly.