_ 116 _ we sailed till the evening and cast anchor near to the island where on the previous Sunday Mass had been said. There we tarried eight days awaiting favourable weather. And during this time the King of Mozambique sent us word that he would make peace with us and be our friend, and to make this peace there came as ambassador a white Moor who was sharif which means priest and who was a great drunkard. And while we were here there came a Moor with a little boy, his son, aboard one of our ships saying he would come with us because he was from the neighbourhood of Mecca and had come here to Mozambique as pilot in one of the ships of these lands. The weather being yet unfavourable it became necessary to enter the port of Mozambique to take fresh water of which we stood in need, and it lay on the other side of the mainland, and the people of the island drink of it for there is none other, save seawater. Item: On a Thursday, while we entered this port. We launched the long-boats nightfall and at the hour of midnight the captain-major and Nicolao Coelho and some of us set out to see where the fresh water was, and we took with us the Moorish pilot who had more of a mind to take flight if he could than to show us where the fresh water was, and he felt so confused that he could not or would
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