Ah, McTee, how I pored over it! For, you see, I saw the face of my wife in the face of the little girl, Beatrice.

She had come back to life in the second generation.

I suppose that happens sometimes.
"I made up my mind that night to make a fortune for little Beatrice.
First I sold my name and honor to get a half share and captaincy of a small tramp freighter.

Then I went to the Solomon Islands.

You know what I did there?
Yes, the South Seas rang with it.