And others.

It is the old woe! Now they have only to kill a man!" He arraigned short-sightedness.

I said, "But still we are from heaven ?" "Still.

But some of the gods--just five or six, say--have fearful ways!" He laughed, sorrowfully and angrily.

"And you think there is little gold, and that we are very far from clothed and lettered Asia ?" "So far," I answered, "that I see not why we call these brown, naked folk Indians." "What else would you call them ?" "I do not know that." "Why, then, let us still call them Indians." He drummed upon the rail before him, then broke out, "Christ! I think we do esteem hard, present, hand-held gold too much!" "I say yes to that!" He said, "We should hold to the joy of Discovery and great use hereafter--mounting use!" "Aye." "Here is virgin land, vast and beautiful, with a clime like heaven, and room for a hundred colonies such as Greece and Rome sent out! Here is a docile, unwarlike people ready to be industrious servitors and peasants, for which we do give them salvation of their souls! It is all Spain's, the banner is planted, the names given! We are too impatient! We cannot have it between dawn and sunset! But look into the future--there is wealth beyond counting! No great amount of gold, but enough to show that there is gold." I followed the working of his mind.