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At the same time, he could not but feel to blame for having brought this strenuous spirit of Semitzin once more into the world, and he was fain to admit that her claim was not without justification. His motives had been excellent, but he had not foreseen the consequences in which the act was to land him. Yet he more shrank from wronging Miriam than from disappointing Semitzin.
The youth, the blue-eyed, the fair beard above his lips " "What are you talking about? Not Harvey Freeman!" "Harvey Freeman! Ah, how sweet a name! Harvey Freeman! I shall know it now! Tell him," she went on, laying her hand majestically upon Grace's shoulder, and speaking with an impressive earnestness, "that Semitzin loves him!" "Semitzin?" repeated Grace, puzzled, and beginning to feel scared.
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.
Ah, if your Miriam were here, I would not fear to have him choose between us!" With these words, Semitzin stepped across the threshold of the crypt, and vanished in its depths. The Indian, still dizzy and faint, knelt on the rock without, bowed down by sinister forebodings. Several minutes passed. "She has perished!" muttered Kamaiakan.
Immediately in her steps broke forth a great volume of water, boiling up as if from a caldron. It filled the cave, and poured like a cataract into the gorge. The foundations of the great deep seemed to be let loose. Semitzin lifted from her face the woollen mask, or visor, which she had closed on entering the cave.
I was always an admirer of Kamaiakan; but I must say I am the better resigned to his departure, from the reflection that Miriam will henceforth be undisturbed in the possession of her own individuality." "As near as I could make out, she called herself Semitzin," put in Freeman. "Semitzin?" repeated the general.
Occasionally a heavy, irregular sound would break the stillness, as some projection of a cliff became loosened and tumbled down the steep declivity. Semitzin, however, held on her way fearlessly and without hesitation, and the Indian, with the pack-horse, followed as best he might, now and then losing sight for a moment of the slight, grayish figure in front of him.
"The other self, who now sleeps, knows of him," replied the ancient Indian. "He is a well-looking youth, and I think he has a desire towards her we call Miriam." "And does she love him?" inquired the princess. "A maiden's heart is a riddle, even to herself," said Kamaiakan. "But there is a sympathy that makes me feel her heart in my own," rejoined Semitzin.
"The power is yours, Kamaiakan: it is well to argue, when with a word you can banish me forever! Yet what if I were to say that, unless you consent to the thing I desire, I will not show you where the treasure lies?" "Princess Semitzin!" exclaimed the Indian, "remember that it is not against me, but against the gods, that you would contend. The gods know that I have no care for treasure.
"The gods have permitted me to return as I have returned; and you well know, Kamaiakan, that, except you use your art to banish me and restore Miriam, there is nothing else that can work a change." "Murder is not lawful, Semitzin; and to do as you desire would be an act not different from murder." "On my head be it, then!" exclaimed the princess.
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