Our guide was very sick from his wounds the next morning. We had to leave him there and take another one to lead us to the plains. Soon, we were away from the mountains and the weather was much better.
Nothing special happened on our way to Paris and from there to Calais. A few days after I landed in Dover, my friend, the widow, helped me greatly. She gave me some useful advice about managing my accounts.
I now decided to stay in England and sell my property in Brazil. I wrote to my partner and he assisted me in selling the plantation. I passed the papers on to my friend, the Portuguese captain, who sent them to Brazil.
I found myself in a strange situation back in my home country. I was rich, had no family or friends and kept thinking about the island. I kept wishing to go back to Brazil and to my island for several years.
The widow of my friend kept telling me not to travel by sea again, so I decided to try and settle down in England. I took two of my nephews under my care. I educated them and made sure that they found suitable jobs. I almost saw myself in the younger child. He was very much like me and he became a captain years later. He would often tell me of his adventures at sea, which I enjoyed very much.