Sorry for the delay.
The Djengkao repairs and refueling go smoothly. Captain Blackburn takes on a couple of new crew members to replace Thibaut and Big Tom—a pair of Australian brothers by the name of Copland rough, but good-natured.
Jinda is reluctant to leave the marvels of civilization, but Ando definitely prefers the ship to the shore, despite the Azar aversion to open water. He seems to work well in the "tribe" of sailors. Once back underway, Jinda discards the confining clothes of western propriety and returns to the sailor trousers and shirt she first wore. Emma balks at this, but relents after an alarming incident when Jinda briefly decides that female undergarments are sufficient for walking about on deck. The pants and shirt are a compromise.
The steamer plows its way though to Capetown, where they learn that they have missed Lord Henry by only five days. Their patron has returned to England already. With nothing other than cargo transfer and taking on coal to keep them there, the Djangkao moves on up the coast of Africa, eventually reaching the Canary Islands, at which point Captain Blackburn breaks out a bottle of very fine brandy to commemorate the event for those of the passengers who have not before circumnavigated the globe. The Djangkao remains there for several days.
Eventually, the steamship does make the final journey home for the Venturers. Up the English Channel and round Margate back up the Thames to the Port of London. They dock around noon, all passengers on deck to take in the sight. Languages of the world are shouted back and forth, seabirds flock about looking for anything edible and unattended, coaches and wagons clatter about, and everywhere people, people, people!
Ando takes the crowds a bit better this time, but still obviously prefers the ship. Jinda has to be restrained from rushing down the gangplank to explore.
As the passengers gather their belongings and memorabilia, a hearty voice hullos from the dock, "Ahoy Venturers! I say, ahoy!" It is the robust call of Lord Henry Ransdell, their benefactor and fellow Venturer. He is standing next to a large four-wheeled coach drawn by a sturdy team that dwarfs the swarm of smaller, more agile Hansom cabs. "Come ashore, then?"
Firm handshakes and back slapping occurs, with Ransdell asking Brady, "Say old boy, do you want to supervise the unloading of your aircraft, or have my man do it? I've got a nice spot in a secure warehouse."
To Enny, "Glad to see you back in one piece lad, though it looks like you've hardened up a bit." He smiles warmly.
To the Professor and Pachmar, "My agent in Margate was on the lookout for you and sent a wire when you rounded into the Thames. Got a coach ready for you and Swain's got rooms ready at the Society. Can't wait to hear it all, old man!"