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She tried to scold him and' told him
to remember his honor, but Jim only
laughed at her.
"I guess there isn't much hunor in
the case," he said. "Millicent loves
me about as much as she loves any
body that is to say, a little less than
she loves herself.
Bitter words for an engaged man
to utter about his future bride, but
Jim had been caught in the vortex of
the little social life he hated, and
he had never loved Millicent, though
he dared not oppose his father's wish
or break an engagement into which
he had drifted.
That was all that passed between
them. Tillie did not know that Jim
loved her; she thought his kiss was
only a boy's momentary passion. But
when she had broken the news rillie
went up to her room and cried bitter
ly. Then she went about her task as
bravely as before.
Seven years passed. Millicent had
been married five of them. She lived
with her husband in the big old
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everything to her when he passed
away. Millicent's married life was
not a happy one. She and her hus
band quarreled bitterly most of their
lives.' Sometimes she thought regret
fully of Jim. He would have been
more docile; he would have gratified
Tillie was employed in the new
postofflce. She was an old maid, the
neighbors said, but then they did not
know that Tillie thought of Jim every
day of her life. She could not bear
to picture him, the spirit" of cour
age and youth, battling for his life
in the salt waters.
Often she would stroll along the
beach and watch the pounding break
ers, look at .the distant ships and
wonder .whether they, too, carried
boys like Jim-aboard, who had left
their sweethearts behind them.
That Jim was still alive she had
no notion, until the shock came. It
came in the person of Millicent, white
as a ghost, and trembling. She en
tered Tillie's cottage late in the even
ing. "Tillie!" she cried. "Jim's alive!"
Tillie pressed her hand to her
throat, but she betrayed no emo
tion. For Jim's sake she must never
let Millicent know.
"A letter came for me. Didn't you
recognize the hand? Jim was picked
up by a liner and has been-a sailor
all these years. He has1 risen to be
a captain. He has a fine ship, and
it has put in at Portland and he's
coming home tomorrow to claim me.
Tillie, you must break the news."
Tillie was expert at that
"I love Jim," Millicent babbled !on.
"I'm going to get a divorce and marry
him. I have plenty of money and
the house is mine. We can be mar
ried by Christmas and Jim can retire
from the sea and live here with me.
Tillie, you will be diplomatic, wdn't
you? He is going to meet me on the
sands at four. You must be there in
stead." Yes," answered Tillie.
1 At four, o'clock she was pacing the
shore in dumb, helpless misery. She
knew that Millicent had always gain
ed her ends. Jim must have pre
served her memory all those years.
Millicent was beautiful, and .Tillie
was growing into a plain old maid.
Tillie cried a little,, an&then she grew
very brave, for somebody wasjjoraing
toward her from the cliff.
But this tall, bearded man, this was
not Jim. This could not be Jim! Til
lie forgot the years that bad passed;
she looked for the boyish gait,, the
smile. She stared incredulously. This
was not Jim.
He had taken her by the hands
and was staring at har incredulously.
Then he had folded her in his arms
and was kissing her as he had kissed
her on that memorable night And
she was allowing it poor, treacherous
Tillie. Well, Millicent Md had her
'Tillie! I never dreamed that you
would be here. When I heard Milli-