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Still, there are many who think that some day armor will be given up altogether; for the guns are being improved constantly, and when the balls sent by those carried by footmen are able to pierce any armor, it will no longer be any protection, whatever." "And these ladies of yours," the Princess Amenche asked; "are they very pretty?
Maclutha and Amenche were also arrested, and though treated with every personal courtesy, were conducted to Mexico, where the official said they were, for the present, to remain in seclusion, in the royal palace." Roger was stupefied by the news. What was to be done, he knew not. To desert Amenche was not to be thought of, and yet he saw no way of rejoining her, still less of rescuing her.
They will have lost their guns, and if the Aztecs continue to press them as hotly as they did upon the causeway, they may slay them all; but if they give them time to rally, they may yet fight their way back to Tlascala." "And you will stop here with us, Roger. Is it not so?" "If your people will allow me to do so, I will, Amenche.
I am glad to see you for yourself, and I hail you as a counselor, in the strange pass to which we have come. Here are Maclutha, and my sister, Amenche." The queen and the princess entered as he spoke, and each gave Roger their hand; which, bowing deeply, he raised to his lips, having before told them that this was the salutation, among his own people, to ladies of high rank.
Amenche here stepped forward to her brother, and spoke earnestly in his ear. "My sister reminds me," he said, "that we have sometimes another form of sacrifice; and that if I can do naught else, I might be able to persuade the priests to pronounce in favor of that.
I have taken them, with the king's permission, from the royal treasure; and should you reach your distant home in safety, they ought to make you rich for the rest of your life. "And now, farewell. Whatever the priests may say, Cacama and I know that you came as a friend, and meant us no harm. "Now, Amenche," she said, "come and say goodbye." The girl came forward slowly.
Amenche's face was bloodless, and her eyes were closed. But it was not this that had caused Roger's cry. There was a dark stain on her white dress, and in its center the feathered head of an arrow. While Bathalda and Roger had escaped the missiles, with which those in the boat heralded their attack; an arrow had struck Amenche, as she turned, when Roger sprang on board.
"I have been some time away," he said; "and have been talking with the Spaniards until I have well-nigh forgotten my own tongue." Two hours later, he was attired in the fashion of a well-to-do merchant; and Amenche made, as he told her, the prettiest wife merchant ever had. They stayed for a week in London, Amenche being greatly amused and interested in all she saw.
"They do not believe that you will injure Mexico," Amenche said, passionately. "They only want you for a sacrifice. They think that a being so strange and rare as a white man would be, of all, the most acceptable victim to their god. "My brother, do not let him go," and the girl burst into tears. "My little sister," Cacama said tenderly, "you know that I am powerless in the matter.
Roger had been wounded by three or four spear thrusts, but these had been too hastily given to penetrate very deeply. "I am unhurt, Amenche," he said, making his way forward again, and stepping into the canoe. There was no reply. He stooped over, as she lay quietly there. "She has fainted," he said. "Row on, Bathalda. You had best give me the other paddle.
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