God and Our Lady only know how tired I am!" His eyes shut, his head sank deep into the bed.

He said not another word, that day nor the next nor the next.

Roderigo and I forced him to swallow a little food and wine, and once he rose and made as if to go on deck.

But we laid him down again and he sank into movelessness and a sleep of all the faculties.

Juan de la Cosa took care of the _Cordera_.
So we sighted Isabella and in the harbor four caravels that had not been there when we had sailed in April..