The Portuguese in the Sea of Oman

_ 90 _ asked if I could go to Persia if there were any wars, and he ordered that I should not, as I have said above. So I sent to Fr António Gomes to ask for a Brother who could say Mass, if any came from Portugal this year, because Reimão Pereira, my companion, whom Master Francisco sent with me from India, cannot bear this country because of the great heat, which suffocates him, so that I had pity on him and sent him to the house of the Vicar here because it was cooler, and so from house to house because it was so sultry that he found it unbearable, because he was hot in himself. Our Lord made me cool, so that when he was dying and suffocating in the heat, and the books he was studying and his table were burning so that he could not bear to lay a hand on them, I was very cool, wearing a doublet under my linen cassock. Praise the Lord, the land seems natural to me, very hot and dry in the summer and very cold and very dry in the winter. Twice he was near death, so that I had to send him back to Goa, and left myself with only an Arab youth. At this time the soldiers arrived back from the siege and most of them went into the hospital, throwing themselves on the floor, raising their hands to God when they saw me

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