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. Hurry Baron gave them such skill and with the board to receive and accommodate the captain and his sailors, who gave the signal to weigh anchor when the gentleman was still gobbling Butrón the delicacies that covered the table of the mayor. No wonder so quickly when it is recalled that shortly before the Black Prince had embarked fifty thousand men in the port of Orvel, with horses, artillery and baggage, making the fleet to sail around the clock to start shipping. In the last boat that left Lepe Beach were the two famous captains, Baron Leon de Morel and Butrón Oliver Knight, forming by their appearance the greatest contrast imaginable. Other boat followed him full of great stones that the baron had ordered take on board. Shortly after making the huge sail Galleon Yellow, purple flying the flag with a golden image of St. Christopher in the center and greeted by the cheers of the crowd gathered on the beach. Beyond stretched Lepe Hanson forests and green hills behind them in unbroken line, forming a cheerful and picturesque landscape.

– I swear by my sins well worth fighting and dying for a land so beautiful! cried the baron, who was standing at the stern eyes fixed on that coast which no fertile and populous. But look here, Sir Oliver, among those rocks, do not you thought I saw a hunchback?

‘Nothing I can see, replied with a melancholy tone questioned because the rush that you always give us this is going to break your heart with someone, I have choked an oyster as a fist and I can not forget the bottle of wine in Cyprus I had to leave on the table, just by tasting it.

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