2/22 "I'll sail her, because San Domingo thinks I can!" Stormy days and nights, and the Admiral watching. "The _Margarita_! Ho, look out! Do you see the _Margarita_ ?" In the midst of foul weather came foully back the gout that crippled him. I would have had him stay in his bed. "I cannot! How do you think I can ?" In the end he had us build him some kind of shelter upon deck, fastening there a bench and laying a pallet upon this. Here, propped against the wood, covered with cloaks, he still watched the sea and how went our ship and the other ships. |