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Updated: June 17, 2025
"She is sensible," she said, "and my countryman, who is with her, thinks that she will live." The relief was so great that Roger burst into tears. "Come with me," Malinche said, taking his hand. "We do not think she knows what has happened, but she looks anxiously about the room.
The traders would stay, Malinche said, for four or five days, at least; and Roger, therefore, thought it better not to go out to see them, until he learned what were the cazique's views concerning him. He therefore remained quietly at home, all day. Upon the following morning he received a summons from the cazique.
He patted her on the shoulder, pointed to the door by which she had entered, closed his eyes as if in sleep, and then said, "Good night, Malinche." The girl uttered some words he did not understand; but as they ended with Roger, and with a nod of her head she stole silently away, he supposed that it was something equivalent to his own "Goodnight."
Malinche, she whom the Spaniards named Marina, the chief and best beloved of all the women of this same Cortes, foretold it to him in her anguish when after all that had been, after she had so many times preserved him and his soldiers to look upon the sun, at the last he deserted her, giving her in marriage to Don Juan Xaramillo. Look again at the fate of Marina herself.
"They will easily believe that you may have been wrecked," said Malinche; "for they rescued a man who had been living many years among a tribe at Yucatan, to the west of Tabasco. There were other white men living among them, though these they could not recover.
Had he been short and slight, he would have disguised himself as a Mexican, and under the guidance of Bathalda, have made his way to the capital; but with a figure which would be instantly remarked, wherever he went, this would be impossible. He entered the palace, and sent in an urgent message to Malinche, who was nursing Cortez. She listened patiently to his narrative.
They say that the white men speak to another white man who understands the language of Tabasco, and that he speaks to this young woman, who speaks in Mexican what she is told. She is treated with great honor by the white men." "What is her name did you hear?" "The natives say she is called Malinche, but the white men call her Marina."
'And so, she said, 'at last it was finished, at last Tenoctitlan was a ruin and my cousin and my king, the glorious Guatemoc, lay a prisoner in the hands of Malinche, and with him my husband Teule, my sister, I myself, and many another. Malinche swore that he would treat Guatemoc and his following with all honour. Do you know how he treated him?
Amenche was lying, without a vestige of color on her face, and with her eyes closed and her breathing so faint that Roger, as he looked at her, thought that she was dead. "Take her hand and kneel down beside her," Malinche whispered. Roger took the girl's hand. As he did so, a slight tremor ran through her, as if she recognized his touch. Then her eyes opened.
The brigantines saw us and sailed after us with a favouring wind the wind always favoured the foe in that war and row as we would, one of them came up with us and began to fire into us. Then Guatemoc stood up and spoke, saying: 'I am Guatemoc. Bring me to Malinche. But spare those of my people who remain alive.
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