Then he rose, right out of the great water, and there was day again! But we must know about the sun's town; we, the gods! Luis and I could have stayed long while and disentangled this place and loved the doing it.
But it was to return to the Admiral and the waiting ships.
The three tobacco men would go with us to see wonders, so we returned nine in number along the path.

Before we set out we saw that a storm threatened.

All six Indians were loth to depart until it was over, and the cacique would have kept us.

But Luis and I did not know how long the bad weather might hold and we must get to the ships.

It was Jerez who told them boastfully that gods did not fear storms,--specimen of that Spanish folly of ours that worked harm and harm again! We traveled until afternoon agreeably enough, then with great swiftness the clouds climbed and thickened.