If I remember aright, you were considering whether you dared board it to return to that mysterious island home of yours at--at--" "Sangoa," said Patsy.
"Thank you for giving me a starting-point," returned the boy, with a smile.

"You may remember that when I landed in your country from Sangoa I was a miserable invalid.

The voyage had ruined my stomach and wrecked my constitution.

I crossed the continent to New York and consulted the best specialists--and they nearly put an end to me.

I returned to the Pacific coast to die as near home as possible, and--and there I met you." "And Patsy saved your life," added Beth.
"She did.