So small was the _Nina_ that we could hear well enough the word of his arrival.

The Admiral opened his eyes and sat stiffly up.

He groaned and took his head into his hands, then dropped these and with a shake of his shoulders resumed command.

So many and grievous a sea had dashed over him and retreated and he had stood! What he said now was, "The tide of the spirit goes out; the tide comes back in.

Let it come back a spring tide!" Guacanagari entered.