Roderigo Sanchez sat and moved a dull, good man.

Roderigo de Escobedo had courage, but he was factious, would take sides against his shadow if none other were there.

Pedro Gutierrez had been a courtier, and had the vices of that life, together with a daredevil recklessness and a kind of wild wit.
I had liking and admiration for Fray Ignatio, but careful indeed was I when I spoke with him! The wind blew unchanging, the stark blue shield of sea, a water-world, must be taken in the whole, for there was no contrasting point in it to catch the eye.

Sancho, forward, in a high sweet voice like a jongleur's voice, was singing to the men an endless ballad.

Upon the poop deck Escobedo and Gutierrez, having diced themselves to an even wealth or poverty, turned to further examination of the Admiral's ways.