She took up an attitude as dangerous to her safety as to our own.

She demanded to be set free when we came to land.

Her demand was refused.

God forgive me, it had no bitterer opponent than myself! And all we did was to harden her resolution; that mere child threatened us to our faces, never shall I forget the scene! You know her spirit: if we would not set her free, she would tell all when we landed.

And you remember how Santos used to shrug?
That was all he did then.