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He warmed his hands at the fire, then clasped them about his knees and gazed into the night. "What, Juan Lepe, is that Ocean we look upon when we look west? I mean, where does it go? What does it strike?" "India, belike. And Cathay. To-day all men believe the earth to be round." "A long way!" he said. "O Sancta Maria! All that water!" "We do not have to drink it." He laughed. "No! Nor sail it.
I have given much to the Sovereigns, how much it is future days brighter than these will show! I have been true servant to them. If now, writing in chains, upon the caravel Santa, Marta, I cry to them for justice, it is because I do not fear justice!" He ceased to speak, then presently, "I would that all might see the light that I see over the future! Thou seest it, Juan Lepe."
And now, Juan Lepe, I care not! We will all come Home, whether or no the wave covers us here." To mariners and adventurers he said at no time any word of despair. He said, "A ship will come! For if which the saints forfend Bartholomew Fiesco and Diego Mendez have not reached San Domingo, yet come at last will some craft to Jamaica! From our island or from Spain.
At last it was settled that we should rest here a week and overhaul the ships, and that while that was doing, there should be sent two or three with Indian guides to find, if might be, this river and this town. And there were chosen, and given a week to go and come, Juan Lepe, Luis Torres and a seaman Roderigo Jerez, with Diego Colon, the Fernandina youth.
"Aye, I see light over the future." By littles the storm fell. Ere dawn we could say, "We shall outlive it!" He slept for an hour then waked. "I was dreaming of the Holy Land but do you know, Juan Lepe, it was seated here in the lands we found!" "Seated here and everywhere," I said. "As soon as we see it so and make it so." "Aye, I know that the sea is holy, and so should be all the land!
Granada gates opened; he rode out with a few of his emirs and servants to meet King Ferdinand and Queen Isabella. The day shone bright. Spain towered, a figure dressed in gold and red. Santa Fe poured out to view the spectacle, and with the rest went Diego Lopez and Juan Lepe. So great festival, so vivid the color, so echoing the sound, so stately and various the movement!
The Queen is coming here." Don Enrique exclaimed. Juan Lepe turned eyes to the painter. The blue eyes met mine there rose the rushy pool, there dozed the broken boat. Manuel Rodriguez spoke in his voice that was at once cool and fine and dry and warm. "It is best to dare thoroughly! Perhaps I may help you as thus!
Then suddenly, when we were, we thought, six leagues at least from the ships, the way turning and entering a small green dell, we came upon three Indians seated resting, their backs to palm trees. We halted, they raised their eyes. They stared, they rose in amazement at the sight of those gods, Roderigo Jerez, Luis Torres and Juan Lepe. They stood like statues with great eyes and parted lips.
"But gods and angels are beginning to slip and slide, back there by the ships! We have the less temptation here." He began to speak of a sailor and a brown girl upon whom he had stumbled in a close wood a little way from shore. She thought Tomaso Pasamonte was a god wooing her and was half-frightened, half-fain. "And two hours later I saw Don Pedro Gutierrez " "Ay," said Juan Lepe.
Roderigo Sanchez saw this first and brought him to the Admiral. The latter, taking up an armlet of green glass and a hawk bell, touched the gold in the ear. "Do you trade?" Glad enough was the Indian to trade. It lay in the Admiral's palm, a piece of gold as great as a filbert. Juan Lepe watched him make inquisition, Diego de Arana, Sanchez and Escobedo at his elbow.
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