 After the sacking of Santa Paula, Jeffrey Hunter manages to convince Captain Henry Morgan that it was innocent of doing any harm towards him. Finding a Spanish fleet waiting at the mouth of the river, Morgan sends a fire ship in amongst them, disperses them, and so makes his escape. Later on, he tells Jeffrey Hunter that he's had information relating to the treasure which is being held in Panama City. As he intends to sack the city, he wishes Jeffrey to go to Cuba and learn the movements of the Spanish fleet which is assembling there and preparing to sail around the horn to load the treasure. Back in Port Royal, Sir Thomas Motford warns Morgan that he's been ordered to entirely suppress the buccaneers, but Morgan laughs at his threats. In Cuba, in Havana, Don Pietro Pizzaro, the governor decides that his Antoinette to Lacey has served her purpose. She is to be sold as a slave in the marketplace. That is an excellent idea, Delores. Why, I had completely forgotten a girl's very existence until you reminded me at this moment. Ah, she is of no further use to us. She is very beautiful and should bring a high price. The shares are in three days time, Father. Anywhere in Delores, she will be auctioned with the others on that day. Aye, what is it that you are looking at, Delores? From this window, Father, you can see the ships in the harbor. There are a great many of them. Never in my life have I known so many of them to be assembled at once in the harbor. They are a fine-looking lot, are they not? But Delores, they are a great responsibility. I'll be indeed glad when they leave Cuba and waters, and I shall be a lot happier still when they are safely back in Spain. What are they assembling for? When they are all ready, they leave for Panama City, sailing around the Horn. Panama City has been collecting treasures for too long. We feel it is not safe for them to be kept in this part of the world any longer, so they are going back to Spain. It will be the biggest armada of treasureships that Spain ever had on the sea at the one time. With Morgan still at large, I will not rest until I hear that the ships have rounded the Horn and are safely back in Spain. Why did our plan to trap him have to fail? Not only did we lose him, but we lost many of our finer ships. The next time, Father, we make sure that Henry Morgan is not cleverer than us. If only we could know where the devil intends to strike next. And if only I could lay my hands on one of his men just for a little while. One of his men who know all his plans, then it would make a great difference. On this time I cannot help you. Even if I were free to go back to Jamaica, just for a hunter is dead. And even if you were alive, it would be no good because I destroyed all the trust that Morgan once had in him. No, no, no, no. You cannot help me this time. Oh, but how I would like to help you, Father, how I should like to relieve all those moments of excitement that I felt when I was in Jamaica. We had the opportunity to trap Henry Morgan Deloitte, and we missed that chance. We can just hope that the fates will give us another chance. It is no good you're looking out into the blackness of night anymore now, hero. The ship has sailed away. Swallowed up in the dock. Yes, Master Jeffrey. The mighty long way from friends now. I reckon we're just by ourselves, all alone in a strange country. In a country about which we know nothing. Every man on the island of Cuba is only too willing to betray us, hero. We have arrived. The future of our very lives depends upon our own two selves. I was not as scared, Master Jeffrey. I didn't want you to risk your life by coming with me, you know. You're old, but you insist it. I sure did, Master Jeffrey. But you see, wherever you go, I've got to go, too. I just ain't got no choice. But now, do you remember everything that I told you? I sure do. Well, before we sit off in the direction of a van, let's go over it all once again. Until we leave the shores of Cuba, I am mine here, have I looked. A Jim Merchant from Amsterdam who has come out here to Cuba in the hope of trading precious stones. I'll remember. You, hero, are myself. Unfortunately, through an affliction at birth, you have lost the power of speech. Remember, if you once should open your mouth and speak in public, you'll jeopardize our very lives. When we're both alone, make sure there's no one around to overhear us. And always speak to me in a low tone, hero. I sure will remember all that you've told me to do, Master Jeffrey. I won't forget. All right. Now, come on now, hero. Let's pick up our traps and make towards the city of Havana. We want to reach there before daybreak. And then, when it gets to be a respectable hour, we must look around for suitable lodging somewhere quiet and inconspicuous. Where do you think you would be likely to find this lodging, Master Jeffrey? Well, I don't exactly know, hero. I think it will be best if we go near the docks. That's where the sailors will be gathering. And that's where I'm most likely to pick up any news regarding the movements of the Spanish fleet. Well, come on, hero. We're quite some distance from Havana. And daylight is not so very far off. Kitty, what's this? You have not eaten your roll or drank your coffee, Kitty. What's wrong with you? I don't want it. Right, and you want it. Kitty, you eat nothing these days. What's the matter with you? There's nothing the matter with me, dearts. Does my not eat in displeasure? I wish you would do something to displease me sometimes, Kitty. Then I'd know that you were alive again. You know what? I always thought you were a woman of fire. And now you're just a milg and water witch. Yes, dearts. No, dearts. Yeah, I'm getting sick of you, Kitty. Sick and tired. It's all your fault. What use is my fighting? You've beaten me, dearts. Well, there's just nothing I can do now. No, that's not right. You think about becoming a willing slave to me. You've beaten me, don't you? You think that by being demure and lacking fire, you'll anger me. But you're wrong, Kitty. You're wrong, you see. I've just grown tired of you. And I feel I don't want to see you ever again. You know what is likely to happen to you, don't you? Oh, no. But you couldn't be so cruel that you... you wouldn't tell me in a slave market. Well, I'd not sell you into slave money. You mean nothing to me anymore. In a little while, I'll be sailing away. I've not told you that, little piece of New Year, have I? Don't Pietrois give me Commander one of his ships to save the Panama city. I've waited a long time, Kitty. I'll probably find other things to interest me when I come back. When are you going away? The ships will sail in eight days' time. And you're going away and leaving me a stranger? Not knowing a soul? Oh, I bet you'll know somebody else by then, Kitty. I told you. I'm sick of the sight of you. I'm going to sell you in the slave market in two days' time. Well, this seems comfortable enough, hero. It sure is, Mr. Jeffrey. But what are you going to do now? Today, I'm going to wander around with oxide taverns. I'm going to try and pick up all the information that I can get from the sailors. Do you think, Mr. Jeffrey, you can learn all you want to know from the sailors? I don't know, hero. I can't try. In any case, I wish to become familiar with the city of Avena. I think I can afford to waste a day learning all I can about it. You never know. It might be useful. It sure might be. Especially if they should grow suspicious and we have to hide any time. And should I be unable to learn anything to my advantage today? I will tomorrow set about doing so in earnest. And what are you going to do tomorrow? Hero, I think I'll bluff my way into seeing a man who must know all the movement of the Spanish fleet. As men here of Anlucra, Jim Merchant from Amsterdam, I will call upon the governor of Cuba, Don Pietro Citzarro. The most information that you bring to me, Mein Hei van Loop, it is most interesting. Of course, Don Pietro, you understand that I'm only interested in the very best stones. The Cuba is my first port of call. Well, then, Mein Hei, you certainly come to the right place. It will be an honor indeed to do business with you. It is a pity, though, that a lot of gems will not be coming back to Cuba. Mein Hei, do you see that fleet of ships down there in the harbour? I have noticed them. Well, those ships are preparing right now to sail to Panama City. You see, Mein Hei, the city of Panama is just bulging over with treasures. That fleet of ship will be taking that treasure back to Spain. But, of course, they will not be coming back here to Cuba. They will cross the Pacific Ocean. That's very unfortunate, Don Pietro. Will they be sailing soon? Walk right into the very jaws of the lion. Listen to the consequence of this dramatic meeting in the next exciting episode of Our Floats with Henry Morgan.