ABSTRACT
Meanwhile the hour of departure drew near; the Reindeer was to sail for California, “i te fenua California,” the queen's little granddaughter said. It was not farewell for good, indeed; on our return voyage we were to put in once more and stay in the “delicious island” for a month or two, on our way 133home. But for this certainty of returning, at that moment I probably should not have gone away. To leave her for ever would have been more than I could bear; it would have broken my heart.
