Montezuma's Daughter eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 532 pages of information about Montezuma's Daughter.

Montezuma's Daughter eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 532 pages of information about Montezuma's Daughter.

Otomie turned and went.  I watched the golden curtains close behind her; then I sank back upon the couch and instantly was lost in sleep, for I was faint and weak, and so dazed with weariness, that at the time I scarcely knew what had happened, or the purpose of our talk.  Afterwards, however, it came back to me.  I must have slept for many hours, for when I awoke it was far on into the night.  It was night but not dark, for through the barred window places came the sound of tumult and fighting, and red rays of light cast by the flames of burning houses.  One of these windows was above my couch, and standing on the bed I seized the sill with my hands.  With much pain, because of the flesh wound in my side, I drew myself up till I could look through the bars.  Then I saw that the Spaniards, not content with the capture of the teocalli, had made a night attack and set fire to hundreds of houses in the city.  The glare of the flames was that of a lurid day, and by it I could see the white men retreating to their quarters, pursued by thousands of Aztecs, who hung upon their flanks, shooting at them with stones and arrows.

Now I dropped down from the window place and began to think as to what I should do, for again my mind was wavering.  Should I desert Otomie and escape to the Spaniards if that were possible, taking my chance of death at the hands of de Garcia?  Or should I stay among the Aztecs if they would give me shelter, and wed Otomie?  There was a third choice, indeed, to stay with them and leave Otomie alone, though it would be difficult to do this and keep my honour.  One thing I understood, if I married Otomie it must be at her own price, for then I must become an Indian and give over all hope of returning to England and to my betrothed.  Of this, indeed, there was little chance, still, while my life remained to me, it might come about if I was free.  But once my hands were tied by this marriage it could never be during Otomie’s lifetime, and so far as Lily Bozard was concerned I should be dead.  How could I be thus faithless to her memory and my troth, and on the other hand, how could I discard the woman who had risked all for me, and who, to speak truth, had grown so dear to me, though there was one yet dearer?  A hero or an angel might find a path out of this tangle, but alas!  I was neither the one nor the other, only a man afflicted as other men are with human weakness, and Otomie was at hand, and very sweet and fair.  Still, almost I determined that I would avail myself of her nobleness, that I would go back upon my words, and beg her to despise me and see me no more, in order that I might not be forced to break the troth that I had pledged beneath the beech at Ditchingham.  For I greatly dreaded this oath of life-long fidelity which I should be forced to swear if I chose any other path.

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