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           "Apipe,then?"

           Pencroftjumpedup,andhisgreatgood-naturedfacegrewpalewhenhesawthereporterpresentinghimwithaready-filledpipe,andHerbertwithaglowingcoal.

           Thesailorendeavoredtospeak,butcouldnotgetoutaword;so,seizingthepipe,hecarriedittohislips,thenapplyingthecoal,hedrewfiveorsixgreatwhiffs.Afragrantbluecloudsoonarose,andfromitsdepthsavoicewasheardrepeatingexcitedly,—

           "Tobacco!realtobacco!"

           "Yes,Pencroft,"returnedCyrusHarding,"andverygoodtobaccotoo!"

           "O,divineProvidence;sacredAuthorofallthings!"criedthesailor."Nothingmoreisnowwantingtoourisland."

           AndPencroftsmoked,andsmoked,andsmoked.

           "Andwhomadethisdiscovery?"heaskedatlength."You,Herbert,nodoubt?"

           "No,Pencroft,itwasMr.Spilett."

           "Mr.Spilett!"exclaimedthesailor,seizingthereporter,andclaspinghimtohisbreastwithsuchasqueezethathehadneverfeltanythinglikeitbefore.

           "OhPencroft,"saidSpilett,recoveringhisbreathatlast,"atruceforonemoment.YoumustshareyourgratitudewithHerbert,whorecognizedtheplant,withCyrus,whopreparedit,andwithNeb,whotookagreatdealoftroubletokeepoursecret."

           "Well,myfriends,Iwillrepayyousomeday,"repliedthesailor."Nowwearefriendsforlife."