I have spent many years in dishonesty and self-deception.

It is perhaps possible that by a life devoted to doing good I might in the long run benefit men more than I have damaged them.
This is just possible, I say, though I doubt it; but I have _promised_ to give myself up whenever this cruise is at an end, and I won't break the last promise I am likely to give in this world; so do not attempt to turn me, boy." Henry made no reply, but his knitted brows and compressed lips showed that a struggle was going on within him.

Suddenly he stood erect, and said, firmly: "Be it so, Gascoyne.

I will hold you to your promise.

You shall _not_ escape me!" With this somewhat singular reply, Henry left his surprised companion, and mingled with the crowd of men who stood on the quarter-deck.
A light breeze had now sprung up, and the Foam was gliding rapidly towards the island.