senor hector? hector quickly stows his food back into his sack, and with a grunt of irritation sticks his head out of the shelter.
this was all they found in the forest. four for each of us. they taste kind of milky, but sour.
my mother ate three and she was sick. so try two.  but she's sick anyway.  maybe you can try three.
hector, will you help me?
lopo.  the boy they're going to hang tomorrow.  he was cook's cabin boy.  i was going to take * him something to eat.  i thought, perhaps, one of yours and one of mine.  he looks at the fruit he has just given hector.
you said you might just eat two.
thanks.
it doesn't matter.
i know. nuno is taking it rather well. hector regains his natural self-confidence. * *
no.
yes.
no.  she's sick now.
no.
that's why i have to stay.
follow you and the others.