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26 THE SLAVE SCULPTOR. return, yet this might prove difficult, unless they could elude their pursuers. Meztli appeared troubled, and pulled with all her might, yet kept the course of the boat directly toward the western coast of the lake. On, on they went swiftly over the water. The chase became ex- citing. Mazina 2 ape. ag was fearfully alarmed, Meztli ap peared to exert every muscle to outstrip her pursuers. _ Ere long the boat shot high and dry upon the beach, when Meztli, catching Mazina by the hand, assisted her the boat. Together oe across the field. It to : . fields, in a westerly direction. ** Oh, for the presence of Maxtla! How the soul of the impris- «‘ Maxtla ! Maxtla !”” | He, too, would mourn for himself as well as his last love. At the appointed hour, Maxtla, unconscious of the misfortune that had befallen i : engagement with Cruzilli. Reaching Cruzilli’s residence, the sculptor was received with great cordiality, and was at once conducted to that portion of the edi where the pro work was to be executed. In a spacious apart- ment was a n of polished porphyry, standing in the center of Snr ee en ae pearl eer upon this, an t it was to be an eagle with spread wings, from a solid block of jasper. Maxtla stepped forward to the block. Quick as parted from under his feet, and down, down into ness, the passed. The floor closed with a significant above him, and all i F i fell d a4 ee 2 g + g E EE 5 surrounded, and in which it was impossible even to discover his own hund. A loathsome vapor, like a heavy mist filled the dungeon; and which produced a most nauseous sensation. Quick upon the consciousness of these Lorrors came past incidents, and it Gi ik vaciioe- savy detiveration 1 <adeetond that betas comJcbooks.com