The Moors had made them carpet-baggers for so long, that they were always indignant when anyone attempted to prevent them from stealing what they wanted, and what they wanted was to go home rich, for they thought no wider than their own native village. When baulked, they turned vicious, if only out of sheer astonishment, that anyone should not accept them on their own terms, for after all, were their terms not the only ones? Besides, they had Charles V behind them. In time he would retire into a monastery, leaving behind him nothing but a few Titians and an enigma, but at the moment he was an ambitious boy of seventeen who needed money. He could not get it all from the Fuggers, and so anyone who could give him a fine cow to milk would soon rise in the world. He loathed Spain, though he had invented it, but his subjects did not know that. Then, too, carpet-baggers are always looking for a cow to milk. They had not found it in the Caribbean.
