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| The Mystery of the Hidden Paintings |
'The Lake,' he said aloud, as he reached up to lift down the painting. He held it in trembling hands and gazed at the mirror of water reflecting the giant willow trees at its edge. So still, like a sheet of glass... 'Aghh! What's happening?' The mirror cracked into a thousand pieces as ripples broke the surface of the water.The ripples grew into waves then, right in the middle, the water began to swirl round and round, faster and faster. 'Whooo! Whooo! A ghostly face with a spooky smile appeared in the whirlpool and leered at him from the dark swirling depths...
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