I found hers.

So, being unable to discuss matters that were distracting me I found
need of an outlet, and sought it in transcribing this diary. Of course
the impulse that had stirred me on the island to write down my emotions
each day was one I could no longer gratify. Now I must do the thing in
retrospect and my pen would lack the force which an impending shadow of
fatality might have given it. I had emerged from that pall only to pass
into the shadow of something quite as important. I was dedicated to a
quest. When I found Her I wished to have the story ready to present in
as convincing a form as possible. Sometimes at night Keller and I hung
elbow to elbow over the after-rail, watching the broken phosphorus of
the wake.

We were standing so on the night before reaching Honolulu where Keller
was to spend a few days while I made immediate connection for the
States. He was telling me many things about himself. There was a baby,
born after he had left God's country, now old enough to chatter, and do
wonderful things, whom he was to see for the first time when he reached
'Frisco. His confidence invited mine, and over our pipes, I told him the
whole and true story of my experiences and of how an unknown goddess had
safeguarded me.

"You spoke of the loneliness," I said at the end. "You know now why it
didn't slug me into insanity."

For a long time he stood musing over the recital. He had seen enough of
life's grotesqueries to understand it. Finally he asked:

"Will you read me some of your diary?"

I took him to my cabin and for an hour he listened while I read the
hastily scrawled pages that I had set down. Of course I read them with a
certain diffidence because it had occurred to me that certain phases
might strike a man living in civilization as the vagaries of a brain
touched with sun and isolation. Indeed, I was surreptitiously watching
his face from time to time as a man might watch a jury box when he is on
trial for lunacy, but I was reassured to find there no politely veiled
judgment against my sanity.

"It's decidedly interesting," he said at last, "though it's one of the
things we would rule out as too improbable to believe if we didn't
happen to know it was true. In the first place I have been reliably
informed by many expert witnesses that the South Seas have long since
given up their last secrets as to undiscovered islands."

"I was also convinced of that," I admitted, "until I was cast up on one.