"Course due west, speed eight knots, between 25 and 26 degrees north latitude!..."

"Boom! Boom!..."

"God help me! The Ninian has hoisted a flag! The Ninian has fired its guns! They have discovered land!…"

The morning sun shines on the sparkling sea, like cheese spread on an expensive porcelain plate, full of tempting flavor. The three Castilian sailing ships had their sails hoisted and were heading due west at a speed of about seven or eight knots.

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