Endlessly they made him and his views subject of talk.

Roderigo Sanchez listened with a face like an owl, Diego de Arana with some irony about his lips.
I came and stood beside the latter.
They were upon the beggary of Christopherus Columbus.

"How did the Prior of La Rabida-- ?" "I'll tell you, for I heard it.

One evening at vesper bell comes our Admiral--no less a man!--to Priory gate with a young boy in his hand.
Not Fernando his love-child, but Diego the elder, who was born in Lisbon.

All dusty with the road, like any beggar you see, and not much better clad, foot-sore and begging bread for himself and the boy.