Another brought a parrot, a great green and rose bird that at once talked, though we could not understand his words.

Two older men had balls, as large as melons, of some wound stuff that we presently found to be cotton loosely twisted into yarn.

The Admiral's eyes glowed.

"Now if any bring spices or pepper--" But they did not, nor did they bring gold.
All these things they put down before us, in silence or with words that we thought were petitions, moving not confusedly but with a manner of ritual.

The Admiral took a necklace and placed it round the throat of the young man who first had dared, and in his hand put a hawk bell.