The Lost Locket
were about to pass her altogether.
‘Excuse me!’ she cried.
All of a sudden one of the girls turned. It was the one with
‘I um... is this um... yours?’ Isabelle stuttered. She held up the
locket around her neck.
‘Why, it is so,’ the girl replied, ‘where did you find it?’
By this time Eileen had caught up. Together, Isabelle and Eileen
explained their story.
‘Thank you very much. My name’s Sally by the way,’ Sally smiled
‘And I’m Adelaide,’ the girl with the honey-coloured hair
introduced herself. ‘Thank you. That locket had something very
important in it.’
Without another word, the two girls left.
The girls had a very pleasant time at the beach, staying for about four
hours. As they slowly and tiredlywalkedback, theynoticed something.
It was a silver locket.