The Slave Sculptor — page 33: what you’re looking at

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TIE SECRET PASSAGE, 86 relative to her captivity. With consummate artifice, she led him through such channels as she thought best, and framed such stories of her miraculous escape as would best suit her own Any other than the half-frenzied eyes of Toluca would have read in the maiden’s face a subtle expression of satisfaction and revenge. “* Whom the gods would destroy they first make mad.’* Toluea was mad ! | Let us the scene. a eminence, called the hill of Otoncalpolco, m the chain of mountains on the west of the valley, and in full view of the great capital, was the huge feocalli, surrounded with outworks of stone, covering an immense space.* auwhtahon the morning following the last scene between Mez- o ae In the eastern wall of the inclosure, overlooking the great valley and so furnished as to be comfortable for a place of abode. Here, in this miniature cavern, two women resided. One was an elderly lady, who seldom left the cave, and who was constantly em- ployed in mental embroidery, or feather painting, in which she other was Tonatiuh, the prophetess, who, in wander- ing about the capital and other places, g her mystic calling, always carried with her a quantity of rich articles to dispose of nobles, and wealthy families. She owned a small canoe, in the immediate vicinity of the city, made her home on where she had held the interview with Toluca. 2 Miraculous image —the very f Cortez — still extends her beneficent sway over the ene capital ; the traveller, who pauses within the precincts of the consecrated fane, feel that he is standing on the spot made immortal by the refuge it afford- €d the ecnquerers in the hour of their deepest despondency.” comJcbooks.conn