The good brothers having set sail from Cananor made their course to Melinde, and having got away from the coast about forty or fifty leagues, the wind fell and they remained in a dead calm, at which they were much put out. Talking of it to the pilots, they said that it was not yet the time of the monsoon, and on that account it would be well to return to land, not to go on in that way working the ships and expending water. The captain-major said: “I am ashamed to return to land, which is the act of people who do not know how to navigate.” The pilot said: “We will not return to Cananor, but will fetch the first land, and we will go and stop at an island near the land, which has a good port, in which there is good water and wood, sheltered from all winds, where we shall be very well, until we have the monsoon.” When the captains heard this they determined to put into port, and some little wind arising they returned towards the land, and found in a short time more wind, of which there was none, except near the coast. They fetched the land and ran along the coast, with delays, because the wind did not serve for the island, and they met many ships, which were sailing to all parts, and the pilots said that they should go and take them, because they carried much merchandise.