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A line was to be drawn from top to bottom of Ocean-Sea, and Portugal might discover to the east of it, and Spain to the west! The Holy Father would confirm, and so the mighty spoil be justly divided. Every great geographer should come into counsel. The greatest of them all, the Discoverer, surely so! The Queen urged the Admiral's presence. But he could not go.
As much Ocean-Sea as ever, and Asia a lie, and alike at this end and that of the vessel a dull despondency, and Pedro Gutierrez's wit grown ugly. So naked, so lonely, so indifferent spread the Sea of Darkness! Another day and another and another. When half the ship was at the point of mutiny signs reappeared and thickened.
He saw it as a monster cape or prolongation, sprouting into Ocean-Sea as sprouts Italy into Mediterranean. Back back the way we had come, entering again that white sea, entangled again among a thousand islets! At last we came again to that Cape of the Cross to which we had escaped in the Jamaica tempest.
All went, Don Enrique among the last. Following him, I turned head, for I wished to observe again two persons, the painter Manuel Rodriguez and the Admiral of the Ocean-Sea. The former painted on. The latter walked forth quite alone, coming behind the grinning pages. In the court below I saw him again. The archway to street sent toward us a deep wedge of shadow.
Guevara and Requelme bowed to the earth when the Governor passed, and Roldan sat with him at wine. THE caravel tossed in a heavy storm. Some of her mariners were old in these waters, but others, coming out with Bobadilla, had little knowledge of our breadths of Ocean-Sea. They had met naught like this rain, this shaken air, these thunders and lightnings. There rose a cry that the ship would split.
To-night we fell to talk of the Pinzons Martin who was dead, and Vicente who now was on Ocean-Sea, on a voyage of his own and of others who had sailed, and what they found and where they were. We were at ease about the Admiral. We had had letters. He was in Granada, dressed again in crimson and gold, towering again with his silver head, honored and praised.
He took them for what they said they were, for friends, and he talked of the Indies and all his voyages past and to come, for he would yet find Ciguarre and retake the Sepulchre. He had not much money. All his affairs were tangled. Yet he rested Admiral of the Ocean-Sea, and in name, at least, Viceroy of the Indies.
And he did not seem to think it necessary to seem penitent or anything but just naturally Martin Pinzon. So on we sailed together, he on the Pinta and the Admiral on the Nina. But that was a rough voyage home over Ocean-Sea! Had we had such weather coming, might have been mutiny and throat-cutting and putting back, Cathay and India being of no aid to dead men!
The Admiral had gracious letters from the Queen, letters somewhat cooler from King Ferdinand, a dry, dry letter from Fonseca. Moreover Torres brought a general letter to all colonists in Hispaniola. The moral of which was, Trust and Obey the Viceroy of the Indies, the Admiral of the Ocean-Sea! "Excellent good!" said Luis Torres.
"I brought in fish that morning." "I, too!" quoth Sancho. "I had to buy sailcloth." It was Pedro chiefly who talked. "They were from the King and Queen, and the moral was that Palos must furnish Don Cristoval Colon, Admiral of the Ocean-Sea and we thought that was a curious thing to be admiral of! two ships and all seamen needed and all supplies.
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