_ 66 _ We arrived at Kalhat, which is a town on the coast of Arabia Felix, where we found many dates, and two leagues away we came to a river, where we disembarked, where Arabs lived and where my companion Reymão Pereira wanted to stay and bring forth fruit, and baptize the people of the river-banks, but I would not let him because it seemed to me to be a case of novice’s zeal. Dear brothers, do not wander about in the fervour of the spirit, try the spirit to see whether it is from God, cast your cares on the Lord and he will nourish you, he will not always give fluctuating fortune to the just, take upon you the yoke of obedience. Do not wish more than your superior wishes, that is best. Do not believe every spirit. The time will come when you are tired of travelling. But ah, my dear ones, if I had known what it is to travel here in India through desert lands, treating with such barbaric peoples, I should have improved my spirit and not wasted so much time in the infirmary, which I visited because of my fleshliness. Oh, how different are the pilgrimages at home from those here, how pleasant are those at home, which last one month, and you find hostels, even if they have fleas, and beds to rest in, and the hope of returning to the college, and brethren who embrace you and wash you and take all your tiredness away.
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