Of course L'Olonnois went away in the boat, and reached the mouth of the Nicaragua River.

There his party was attacked by some Spaniards and Indians, who killed more than half of them and prevented the others from landing.

L'Olonnois and the rest of his men got safely away, and they might now have sailed back to the island where they had left their comrades, for there was room enough for them all in the boat.

But they did nothing of the sort, but went to the coast of Cartagena.
The pirates left on the island were eventually taken off by a buccaneering vessel, but L'Olonnois had now reached the end of the string by which the devil had allowed him to gambol on this earth for so long a time.

On the shores where he had now landed he did not find prosperous villages, treasure houses, and peaceful inhabitants, who could be robbed and tortured, but instead of these he came upon a community of Indians, who were called by the Spaniards, Bravos, or wild men.