Every ending is, of course, a beginning. They caught him, and he confessed and was convicted and sentenced. I had good charters and killed big fish and kept up the payments on the Faraway Gal. Each time we came back to our home dock, I called on Nan. It took a time of mending and forgetting, but one time, at last, she was waiting for me, and I knew from her eyes the big wheel had turned all the way around, all the way back to our beginning, so that now the only regret we have is for the time we lost, and that is only a faint regret nowadays because life is as rich as the sea itself, and she has come back to the sea with a sound heart, love in her eyes, and a sweetness of lips.