The young fisherman found himself alone in a world of water and grey mist . He stopped rowing and leaned forward on his oars . `` To see her here , of all places ! '' he muttered . `` Not a word , scarcely a look , after all this long heartbreak ! Well , perhaps it is better so . And yet to know she is so near ! How beautiful she is ! And I love her more than ever . That is where the sting lies . I thought that in this rough life , amid all these rude associations , where nothing could remind me of her , I might forget . And now -- '' He clenched his hands . The mist was all around and about him , creeping , impalpable , phantom-like . The dory rocked gently on the swell . From afar came the low persistent murmur of the ocean . * * * * * The next day Ethel Lennox declined to visit Si 's shore . Instead she went to the Point and sketched all day . She went again the next day and the next . The Point was the most picturesque part of the shore , she averred , and the `` types '' among its inhabitants most interesting . Agnes Bentley ceased to suggest another visit to Si 's shore .
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