After many days had passed, while the great Afonso Dalboquerque lay to off Camarao, because of the west winds that were blowing, one day during the night the east wind began to blow, so he, desirous as he was of performing the voyage that he had set out upon, sent word immediately to the captains to make themselves ready, for on the following day he was determined to set sail; and when morning was come they all weighed anchor and made sail, and steered out of the harbour between some islands and sand banks—a very narrow passage for ships so large—shaping their course for an island which lies in the broad sea; but just as they arrived off this island the west wind began to blow again, so they all anchored there in a bottom of from fifteen to thirty fathoms, where they remained for many days. Afonso Dalboquerque, annoyed at this westerly gust of wind, and anxious to know what was going on in the open sea, despatched João Gomez in the caravela, and Domingo Fernandez the pilot with him, to make their way to an island lying in the midst of the straits, called Ceibão, so as to see what sea and what wind there might be there, for he could not believe that this was owing to anything else than his sins.