well　as　he　could　with　what　the　old　sailor　told　him。
  The　next　morning；　however；　he　had　the　satisfaction　of　seeing　the
  French　boat　start　with　Jimmy　in　it。　To…night；　then；　I　will　see　him；
  thought　Toby；　but　many　a　long　day　passed　before　he　ever　saw　Tommo
  again。　Hardly　was　the　boat　out　of　sight；　when　the　captain　came　forward
  and　ordered　the　anchor　weighed；　he　was　going　to　sea。
  Vain　were　all　Toby's　ravings；…　they　were　disregarded；　and　when
  he　came　to　himself；　the　sails　were　set；　and　the　ship　fast　leaving
  the　land。
  Oh！　said　he　to　me　at　our　meeting；　what　sleepless　nights　were　mine。
  Often　I　started　from　my　hammock；　dreaming　you　were　before　me；　and
  upbraiding　me　for　leaving　you　on　the　island。
  There　is　little　more　to　be　related。　Toby　left　this　vessel　New
  Zealand；　and　after　some　further　adventures；　arrived　home　in　less
  than　two　years　after　leaving　the　Marquesas。　He　always　thought　of　me　as
  dead…　and　I　had　every　reason　to　suppose　that　he；　too；　was　no　more；　but
  a　strange　meeting　was　in　store　for　us；　one　which　made　Toby's　heart　all
  the　lighter。