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But, Amyas, Amyas, are you so blind as not to see that Ayacanora " "Don't talk about her, poor child. Talk about yourself." "How long have I been worth talking about? No, Amyas, you must see it; and if you will not see it now, you will see it one day in some sad and fearful prodigy; for she is not one to die tamely. She loves you, Amyas, as a woman only can love." "Loves me? Well, of course.
One thing remained; to invite their Indian friends to join them. And that was done in due form the next day. Ayacanora was consulted, of course, and by the Piache, too, who was glad enough to be rid of the rival preacher, and his unpleasantly good news that men need not worship the devil, because there was a good God above them.
And from that day, whenever Jack went in to read and pray with the poor sufferer, Ayacanora, instead of escaping on deck as before, stood patiently trying to make it all out, and knelt when he knelt, and tried to pray too that she might have an English heart; and doubtless her prayers, dumb as they were, were not unheard.
Ayacanora blushed, and hung down her head; she was thinking of nothing, poor child, but Amyas. The Burial-service was done; the blessing said; the parson drew back: but the people lingered and crowded round to look at the coffin, while Amyas stood still at the head of the grave.
It was not Ayacanora, for with a shriek which rang through the woods, the wretched dreamer, wakened thus at last, sprang up and felt for his sword. Fool! he had left it in his hammock! Screaming the name of his dead bride, he rushed on the jaguar, as it crouched above its prey, and seizing its head with teeth and nails, worried it, in the ferocity of his madness, like a mastiff-dog.
"Instead of calling her names, go and tend her; that would be much fitter work for a woman than fighting among men." Ayacanora darted from him, thrust the sailors aside, and took possession of Lucy Passmore. "Where shall I put her?" asked she of Amyas, without looking up. "In the best cabin; and let her be served like a queen, lads."
"She never laughs at any one." "Humph!" said Ayacanora. "Well, I shall not be afraid of her. I thought she would have been tall like you; but she is not even as big as me." This hardly sounded hopeful for the prospect of Ayacanora's obedience; but ere twenty-four hours had passed, Mrs.
A bright blade flashed close past Amyas's ear; the sea-captain's grasp loosened, and he dropped a corpse; while over him, like an angry lioness above her prey, stood Ayacanora, her long hair floating in the wind, her dagger raised aloft, as she looked round, challenging all and every one to approach. "Are you hurt?" panted she. "A scratch, child. What do you do here? Go back, go back."
Leigh sat in the open window, busy at her needle-work; Ayacanora sat opposite to her, on the seat of the bay, trying diligently to read "The History of the Nine Worthies," and stealing a glance every now and then towards the garden, where Amyas stalked up and down as he had used to do in happier days gone by.
Amyas hurried forward to get the sails set. As he went down the poop-ladder, there was some one sitting on the lowest step. "Who is here wounded?" "I am not wounded," said a woman's voice, low, and stifled with sobs. It was Ayacanora. She rose, and let him pass. He saw that her face was bright with tears; but he hurried on, nevertheless.
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