Wemarchedtowaterside.Priestsandfriarsmovedwithus,singingloudlythehymntotheVirgin,Ladyofallseamen.GreattearsrandownFrayJuanPerez\'schecks.
Itwasaredsunsetandthewestintowhichweweregoinglookedindeedblood-flecked.DonJuandePenelosa,harkinguson,hadaninspiration.``YouseetherubiesofCipango!\'\'
Itisnotalone``great\'\'menwhobringaboutthingsinthisworld.Allofusareinameasuregreat,asallareonthewaytogreatergreatness.Sailorsarebraveandhardymen;thatissaidwhenitissaidthattheyaresailors.Inmanyheartshungdreadofthisvoyageandrebellionagainstbeingforcedtoit.Buttheyhadnottobelashedtotheboats;theywentwithsailors\'carelessairanddignity.Byfarthemostwentthus.EvenFernandoceasedhiswailingandembarked.Theredlight,orfordangerorforrubiesinwhichstillmightbedanger,washedusall,washedthetown,thefolkandthesandyshore,andtheboatsthatwouldtakeusouttotheships,smallinthemselves,andsmallbydistance,ridingthereintheriver-mouthliketoysthathavebeenmadeforchildren.
Thehundredandtwentyenteredtheboats.Itwaslikealittlefishingfleetgoingouttogether.Therowersbenttotheoars,astripofwaterwidenedbetweenusandSpain.
Loudchantedthefriars,butovertheirvoicesrosethecryingoffarewell,nowdeep,nowshrill.``_Adios!_\'\'Thesailorscriedback,``Adios!Adios!\'\'Fromthelanditmusthavehadathinsoundlikeghostswailingfromtheedgeoftheworld.That,thesailorsheldandPalosheld,waswheretheshipsweregoing,overtheedgeoftheworld.