Earnestly, through Juan Lepe and through a Jamaican that we had with us, he strove to give and take light.

Yucatan?
Was there sea beyond Yucatan?
Did sea like a river cut Yucatan?
Might a canoe--might canoes like ours--go by it from this sea to that sea?
But nothing did we get save that Yucatan was a great country with sea here and sea there.

"A point of the main like Cuba!" said the Admiral.
Behind it, to the north of it, it seemed to us, the greater country where were the gold, the rich clothing, the temples.

But we made out that Yucatan from sea to sea was many days' march.

And as for the country beyond it, that went on, they thought, forever.