He kept crying, "I am the King! I will send him to discover Heaven! I will send him to join the prophets!" At last we had him down and bound him.

By now the noise had brought the watch and others.

A dozen men came crowding in, in the moonlight.

We took the madman away and kept him fast, and Juan Lepe tried to cure him but could not.

In three days he died and we buried him at sea.