him. Then he turned and held out his hand.
"For her sake," he said earnestly.
Frank Braithwaite put his slender white hand into the fisherman's hard
brown palm. There were tears in both men's eyes. They parted in
silence.
On the morning of the 12th of September Benjamin Selby went out to the
fishing grounds as usual. The catch was good, although the season was
almost over. In the afternoon the French Canadians went to sleep.
Benjamin intended to row down the shore for salt. He stood by his
dory, ready to start, but he seemed to be waiting for something. At
last it came: a faint train whistle blew, a puff of white smoke
floated across a distant gap in the sandhills.
Mary Stella was gone at last--gone forever from his life. The honest
blue eyes looking out over the sea did not falter; bravely he faced
his desolate future.
The white gulls soared over the water, little swishing ripples lapped
on the sand, and through all the gentle, dreamy noises of the shore
came the soft, unceasing murmur of the gulf.
Millicent's Double
[Illustration: "'NONSENSE,' SAID MILLICENT, POINTING TO THEIR
REFLECTED FACES"]
When Millicent Moore and Worth Gordon met each other on the first day
of the term in the entrance hall of the Kinglake High School, both
girls stopped short, startled. Millicent Moore had never seen Worth
Gordon before, but Worth Gordon's face she had seen every day of her
life, looking at her out of her own mirror!
They were total strangers, but when two girls look enough alike to be
twins, it is not necessary to stand on ceremony. After the first blank
stare of amazement, both laughed outright. Millicent held out her
hand.
"We ought to know each other right away," she said frankly. "My name
is Millicent Moore, and yours is--?"
"Worth Gordon," responded Worth, taking the proffered hand with
dancing eyes. "You actually frightened me when you came around that
corner. For a moment I had an uncanny feeling that I was a disembodied
spirit looking at my own outward shape. I know now what it feels like
to have a twin."
"Isn't it odd that we should look so much alike?" said Millicent. "Do
you suppose we can be any relation? I never heard of any relations
named Gordon."
Worth shook her head. "I'm quite sure we're not," she said. "I haven't
any relatives except my father's stepsister with whom I've lived ever
since the death of my parents when I was a baby."
"Well, you'll really have to
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