“Then I must have been injured?”
“You had an ugly cut in the head, and you’ve been delirious since.”
Will thought of his brother Alan with anxiety as he contemplated his grief when he found him gone.
He consoled himself with the thought, however, that Captain Bertram would soon sail for home.
The Penguin made a rapid voyage.
One bright morning the ship anchored at Portland.
The captain provided Will with sufficient money to reach home.
Hence he had sailed a stowaway months previous.
He had returned as poor as he went away, but his experience had been of a character likely to benefit him in after years.
He proceeded within twenty miles of Watertown by rail.