Greatwater Lake shepherd

andrés was...perhaps too kind of a man for bartholomew.

in the sense that the missionary felt as if he did not deserve this patience, this offer.

it is not that. he assured the man, hushed and soft. i think we...want very much the same thing, andrés — and i worry of stepping on the toes of you and yours. it was not a rejection so much as it was a simple fact. laying down his cards carefully.

i wished to make a place on that island, with those who followed and believed as well. the desire still lingers. perhaps not the island but...

oh, he was rambling something fierce, wasn't he?

he laughed once more, this time at himself.

you can see my concern, can't you, andrés?