With dawn, Coronado arose, got quickly dressed, took the small pouch with all his possessions and went downstairs to the innkeeper. He gave him two more silver coins for a plate of scrambled eggs and a cup of yogurt, cleaned a plate with some bread and strode quickly toward the docks. The jovial Hernan Segundo was already waiting for him in front of “Stonewall”, while the ever-professional Longhorn was giving out the final instructions to his sailors before their voyage.
“She looks sturdy, I like it. However, I must admit that I was expecting something a bit more modest… It would seem that the business is doing well.” said the conquistador, glancing at the bow of the Englishman’s trading galleon.
“She’s been cutting the ocean for the past ten years and we trust her with our lives. We nam
