A thick fog that hid the horizon warned us at last - to our delight- that the weather was changing. On the evening of the 4th of June thenorth-east wind, so constant on the Galician coast at this time of year, blowing. On the 5th the Pizarro set sail, despite the news, which had reached the watch-tower at Sisarga a few hours previously, that an English squadron was bound for the Tagusriver mouth. Those who came to watchour corvette weigh anchor warned us by shouting that within three days wewould be captured and would have to follow our ship into Lisbon. Thisforecast worried us.