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38 THE SLAVE SCULPTOR. CHAPTER VIII = THE GLADIATORIAL SACRIFICE, In one of the royal saloons were two persons — the emperor, and his nephew, Guatemozin. Thé young prince, Gustemozin, was about twenty-five years of age, and a great favorite with Montezuma. He was tall, slim, yet well formed; was shrewd, cu nning, and brave, of good address, and well informed of what was going on through the bo rss bas was be of ae youve to the emperor as a friend, reporter, and counselor. ey had been holding a long interview, and one of considerable interest, for Montezuma said he ~, rake such assistance as you need, and d remove eve of the to the palace.” > ene. ord. I will find the sculptor, have no ' rT the ‘¢ think of those white strangers who are apprenchiny nA hel. es Gen 2 a cipnthoary would make good subjects for sucrifices;” and there bi A. pe ee e on his fi fal ea as he spoke, ‘Well, hasten on your merci! mission,’’ replied **Thave called the spies and counselors to meet at the eee: afternoon, and determine whether we receive them as embassadors from their great king, or whether we sacrifice them to our gods,” With a formal obeisance the prince left the emperor, passed into the outer court, and Ley age , - = It had now been four days since Maxtla had ; horrors of that filthy dungeon, suffering all the mampltnged into the hunger, and compelled to inhale the noxious and reyol effluvia of its portal of death. roll oe every exertion in his power to effect an escape —as w he tenant of - hoped for release! 5 of the bottomless ere was no means of deciding the length ¢ been in the dungeon. It appeared an age Of ant be hed Weak, exhausted, and discouraged, he crawled to - crouched in a sitting posture, braced up by the walls, an sam 4 deavored to become composed and reconciled to hig fate. = If he could but have seen Mazina — if he could haye pressed to his heart, in a long, last farewell, he would have ‘hoes mere resigned. Even in his distress his sou] longed for her and h - trembled upon his lips like a prayer. SS e comclbooks.com