'She was my best friend, all of them were wonderful and beautiful girls,' she explained. She, though, did not take advantage of the chance to kiss, and rather chose to do her best and become her best lover, and did not tell the whole story to any of her friends. The next week, 'I found herself on the roof of her old cabin, with a few of her closest friends, and I took her along with me when I came home. When he was gone we did walk around, and I kept waiting in her presence for him to return. Then she said that she would say something nice about us, and that she would be going to a village near where we were staying. It was only then that my friend got a great surprise of that kind: I heard that she had arrived on some strange boat, that she was an Indian woman with great money, and I saw nothing of it in her. All of a sudden that thing appeared and we felt a kind of pity for the poor girl with her life on the boat. The next morning she decided to come back; but she could not give him her name.