The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1906-10-13
Captains Double

CHAPTER xXVH.-Continued.

CHAPTER x<VIl.-Continued.
Il thought it was he just for two
minutes. Then l knew it wasn't, and
it frightened me horribly. 1t was like
seeing a ghost, or something unreal,
and it was as dreadful as if a spirit
stood close to me-"
How did you know?"
She turned her brown head till it
rested against his shoulder "Father!"
she whispered. "When Noel touches
me I feel a thrill. l can't tell you
what it is like; but would know his
touch among thousand-1f he
touched me in crowd I would know
it. That night I touched his so-like
this-and it was not there
The twitch to her fathers lips was
rather grim one. A glance back to
the days before she was born showed
him what she meant. But it is not an
agreeable idea to a father that another
man should stand as he did, with that
soft pressure of his daughters cheek
against his sleeve.
'Ah! But except for that you saw
no difference?"
Il saw his hands-they were not his
own, but discolored and uncared for,
and coarse, like the hands of work
man.
That may have been the light, or
the work he had been engaged on;
you couldn't tell.''
They were his own hands when
saw him the next morning. They
could not have changed back like
that"
What did his face look like?"
Like his own. Yes; that is the ex-
traordinary part of it. I could not be-
1ieve it was any one but himself while
I looked in his face.''
They took q turn Or two in -silance-
Then her father spoke again. "What
sort OF looking fellow is he?" ~
She did not answer, as he expected,
in rapturous praise of his looks-his
manner: she only said simply, "He has
what I would call an absolutely honest
face Then she hesitated. II can
show you his photograph, if you would
like to see it, daddy"
"All right; bring it along" Colonel
the pockets of his long coat, and
hunched his shoulders little as he
puffed at his pipe. Did any girl on
earth ever conceive it possible an old
father could feel pang at being asked
10 admire the face Of the young up
start who had supplanted his?
Ursula went away to her cabin and
hrO,1cbt hcc. co tha law sn noar
the top of her cabn-trunk that it
could be referred to at every stray
moment when she crept there to COM
fort herself with it's look. She brought
it tenderly in her hand and opened it,
leaning over the taffrail, as if to hide
it from the gaze Of the rest Of the
deck. Her father came behind her
and leaned over her shoulder to see.
She spread before him the photograph
of Winstanley in his mess uniform, a
speaking likeness of Lafayettes.
Colonel Hamilton looked, then al
most dropped the pipe he covered with
his hand in his amazement.
"Joye, Ursa! It's Baverstock! Pri-
vate Baverstock Of my regiment. What
ON earth is the meaning of this?"
Daddy! It's Captain Winstan1ey-
Noel-the man whose wife I'm to be
some day. What can you mean? Is
he like anybody? I don't believe
there's anybody like him in the
world"
Like him! 1t isn't like, it's the
man himself-no other. Why, you
know whom I mean! The fellow you
begged off from punishment, the most
troublesome man in the regiment. He
killed native in the bazaar and de-
serted not six months ago, just after
you left"
'He can't be like Noel!" in incredu-
lous Indignation.
Hes his double is this is Noel, as
you call him."
Her father had taken the case into
his own hand and was examining it
with close attention. "Now l look,
there's something different about the
look of the eyes, perhaps, and the set
of the mouth-but that's all. 1 always
said Baverstock had good blood some
where-he looked like a gentleman,
though he didn't act up to It."
Ursula gazed into his face with
earnest solemnity. "Then it was the
man you call Baverstock must have
seen that night at Government
House!" she said. awestruck. "rhere
can't be any one else who could per
senate Noel. 1t was all a trick!"'
"Jove, little girl. a woman's wit is
like needle! always said 1t was.
Your dear mother used to get at things
hours before did. though when
reached my conclusion / always know
how / got there. and she never did.
Personated! It sounds like za leaf out