See what they have suffered at the hands of the white men.

If we had gone through as much, you may be sure that we should spare none.

Our only chance is to make them understand that we are not Spanish; and that, I fear, is beyond all hope." This speedily proved to be the case.

Two or three of the natives who spoke a few words of Spanish came to them, calling them Spanish dogs.
Ned shook his head and said, "Not Spanish." For all reply the natives pointed to the uncovered portions of their body, pulled back the skins which covered their arms and, pointing to the white flesh, laughed incredulously.
"White men are Spaniards, and Spaniards are white men," Tom groaned, "and that we shall have to die, for the cruelty which the Spaniards have perpetrated, is clear enough.
"Well, Ned, we have had more good fortune than we could have expected.

We might have been killed on the day when we landed, and we have spent six jolly months in wandering together, as hunters, on the plain.