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Slipping one arm beneath his neck, she loosened the shirt at his throat and then stooped and kissed him. "Be alive for me, love," she murmured. "My life is yours." This exhortation seemed to have some effect. The man stirred slightly, and emitted a sigh. Presently he muttered, "I can lick him yet!" "He will live, princess," remarked Kamaiakan. "But where is the treasure?"
For aught I know, indeed Kamaiakan may be an original priest of Montezuma's; no one knows his age, but he does not look an hour older, to-day, than when I first saw him, over twenty years ago." "He must be!" said Miriam, with some positiveness. "He has told me of seeing and doing things hundreds of years ago. And he says " She paused. "What does he say, Nina adorada?" asked her father.
Yet it was not by this name that Kamaiakan addressed her. After making a deep obeisance, touching his hand to her foot and then to his own forehead and breast, he said, in a language that was neither Spanish nor such as the modern Indians of Mexico use, "Welcome, Semitzin! May this night be the beginning of high things!"
Kamaiakan peered into the hollow, shook his head as one who loves not his errand, and stepped in. The black shadow swallowed him up. Semitzin paid no further attention to him, but was absorbed in ministering to her patient, whose strength was every moment being augmented, though he was not yet aware of his position.
"Love is a thing that pierces through time, and through barriers which separate the mind and memory of the past from the present. I as you know, Kamaiakan was never wedded; the fate of our people, and my early end, kept that from me. But the thought of that youth is here," she put her hand on her bosom, "and it seems to me that, were we to meet, I should know him.
But all at once a choking sound came from within the cave, and in a few moments Kamaiakan staggered up out of the shadow, and sank down across the threshold of the arch. "Semitzin," he gasped, in a faint voice, "the curse of the gods is upon the spot! The air within is poisonous. It withers the limbs and stops the breath. No one may touch the treasure and live. Let us go!"
We have been clever in giving names to such phenomena, but we know perhaps even less about their esoteric meaning than the Aztecans did. I should judge that Miriam would be what is called a good 'subject. Kamaiakan discovered that fact; and as for what followed, we can only infer it from the results.
What are you?" "Why, Miriam, dear! don't you know Grace?" "Oh! you think me Miriam. No; not yet!" She raised her hands, and pressed her fingers against her temples. "But I feel her I feel her coming! Not yet, Kamaiakan! not so soon! Do you know him?" she suddenly asked, throwing back her hair, and fixing an eager gaze on Grace. "Know who? Kamaiakan? Why, yes " "No, not him!
The dead body of a mustang lay on the ground, crushed beneath the weight of a fragment of rock, which had evidently fallen upon it from a height. He had apparently been dead for some hours. He was without either saddle or bridle. "Do you know him?" demanded Semitzin. "It is Diego," replied Kamaiakan. "I know him by the white star on his muzzle. He was ridden by the Senor Freeman.
"A great part of their wealth was in the form of jewels and precious stones. When Cortez took the city, one of the priests, who was a relative of our family, put the jewels in a box, and hid them in a certain place in the desert." "And does Kamaiakan know where the place is?" asked the general. "He can know, when the time comes."
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