"No show of force, no gaud of office!" He rode unarmored, on his gray horse.

The banner that was always borne with him--"Yea, carry it still, until he demands it!" We were a bare dozen, but when we entered San Domingo one might think that Don Francisco de Bobadilla feared an army, for he had all his soldiers drawn up to greet us! The rest of the population were in coigns, gazing.

We saw friends--Juan Ponce de Leon and others--but they were helpless.

For all the people in it, the place seemed to me dead quiet, hot, sunny, dead quiet.
The Admiral rode to the square.

Here was his house, and the royal banner over it.