They had a dozen Caribs, men and women, prisoners upon the _Marigalante_ that was the Admiral's ship.
This group about Juan Lepe, survivor of La Navidad, talked like seasoned finders and takers.

For the most part they were young men and hidalgos, fighters against the Moors, released by the final conquest of those paynims, out now for further wild adventure and for gold with which to return, wealthy and still young, to Spanish country, Spanish cities, Spanish women! They had the virtue and the vice of their sort, courage, miraculous generosities and as miraculous weaknesses.

Gold, valor, comradeship--and eyes resting appraisingly upon young Guarico women there upon the silver beach with Guarico men.
I heard one cry "Master Juan Lepe!" and turning found Luis Torres.

We embraced, we were so glad each to see the other.

My hidalgos were gone, but before I could question Luis or he me, there bore down upon us, coming together like birds, half a dozen friars.