I hid my smile, and answered that it was well.

We parted at Papeete. I remained ashore to recuperate; and he went on

in a cutter to his own island, Bora Bora. Six weeks later he was back. I

was surprised, for he had told me of his wife, and said that he was

returning to her, and would give over sailing on far voyages.

"Where do you go, master?" he asked after our first greetings.

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