The Santa Maria, the _Pinta_ and the Nina.

The Santa Maria could be Master Christopherus's ship.

Bright point that was his banner could be made out at the fore.
Palos waterside, in a red-filtered dusk, had been a noisy place, but the noise did not ring genially.

I gathered that this small port was more largely in the mood of Pedro and Fernando than in that of Sancho.

It looked frightened and it looked sullen and it looked angry.
The old woman by the Tinto talked garrulously.