o took up his abode in Grayton, there being, as he said,
"room for two". Ever since Tom had seen Isobel on the end of the quay,
on the day when the _Dolphin_ set sail for the Polar regions, his heart
had been taken prisoner. Isobel refused to give it back unless he, Tom,
should return the heart which he had stolen from her. This he could not
do, so it was agreed that the two hearts should be tied together, and
they two should be constituted joint guardians of both. In short, they
were married, and took Mrs Bright to live with them, not far from the
residence of old Mr Singleton, who was the fattest and jolliest old
gentleman in the place, and the very idol of dogs and boys, who loved
him to distraction.

Captain Ellice, having had, as he said, "more than his share of the
sea," resolved to live on shore, and, being possessed of a moderately
comfortable income, he purchased Mrs Bright's cottage on the green hill
that overlooked the harbour and the sea. Here he became celebrated for
his benevolence, and for the energy with which he entered into all the
schemes that were devised for the benefit of the town of Grayton. Like
Tom Singleton and Fred, he became deeply interested in the condition of
the poor, and had a special weakness for _poor old women_, which he
exhibited by searching up, and doing good to, every poor old woman in
the parish. Captain Ellice was also celebrated for his garden, which
was a remarkably fine one; for his flag-staff, which was a remarkably
tall and magnificent one; and for his telescope, which constantly
protruded from his drawing-room window, and pointed in the direction of
the sea.

As for the others--Captain Guy continued his career at sea, as commander
of an East Indiaman. He remained stout and true-hearted to the last,
like one of the oak timbers of his own good ship.

Bolton, Saunders, Mivins, Peter Grim, Amos Parr, and the rest of them,
were scattered in a few years, as sailors usually are, to the four
quarters of the globe. O'Riley alone was heard of again. He wrote to
Buzzby, "by manes of the ritin' he had larn'd aboord the _Dolfin_,"
informing him that he had forsaken the "say" and become a small farmer
near Cork. He had plenty of murphies and also a pig--the latter
"bein'," he said, "so like the wan that belonged to his owld grandmother
that he thought it must be the same wan comed alive agin, or its
darter."

And Buzzby--poor Buzzby--he, also, gave up the sea, much agains