Hall Caine

“ The young man has gone. The one gleam of light which has lit the blind and weary years has left him. He is alone once more. Oh! this lonely life, this desolate sea, this yearning for news, this hunger for home!
"I cannot bear it," he thinks: "I will go back. A little longer! Only a little longer! Till the last link has gone, the last trace is lost, and then—"
A long way off the voices of the sailors are dying away over the sea:
Be it ever so humble
There's no place like home. ”

“ Who wants to make a home of this blessed North Sea? Come and see us in dear old England, and I'll show you all the places you've heard about."
"Well, who knows? Perhaps, some day—"
"We'll drink your health on our wedding day too." ”