The Admiral and Viceroy, now that his mind was made up, would depart as soon as might be.
We built La Navidad where it might view the sea, upon a hillside above a brown river sliding out to ocean.

Beyond the stream, in the groves, a quarter-league away, stood the hundred huts of Guarico.

We built a tower and storehouse and wall of wood and we digged around all some kind of moat, and mounted three lombards.

All that we could lift from the Santa Maria and what the _Nina_ could spare us of arms, conveniences and food went into our arsenal and storehouse.

We had a bubbling spring within the enclosure.