Pulp Fiction, 1860 · page 63 of 104
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DEGRADATION OF MONTEZUMA. 65 «Tf I should consent to such degradation,’’ the monarch an- swered; ‘* my subjects would not.’’ Two hours were devoted in vain efforts to induce the monarch te accompany them, of his own free will, when a high mettled cavalier, impatient at the delay, cried out — ‘““ Why do you waste words with the barbarian? We have gone too far to recede now. Let us seize him, and if he resists, plunge our swords into his body.’’ E The fierce tones of the speaker alarmed the monarch, who inquired of Marina* what was meant. She, under Cortez’s instruction, told Montezuma, that it was the command of their so'7- ereign, across the water, when the troubled emperor either through PaIEe cen ppcceenl funny iacteatnnAaaens WER Had he the f his nephew, Gautemozin, he would : spirit of hi $ in, he wo ssaiedinbentaiahaas ed aioaeendados heart's blood on the threshold, ere he would have borne with snch unparalled effrontery as not Montezuma, by command of his evil genius — for such was Cortez —called out for the people to dis- of venturers would have reached the gar- : 7 é. © At the period of Cortez’s triumph over the Tobascans, shortly after his on he was made a present by the Tobasco chief, of twenty female slaves, among whom was Marina—as she was called by the S)an- fards. the of Coatzaculeo, on She was born at Pninalla in the south-eastern border of the Mexican empire. When she was quite sho sold inta slavery by her own mother, and eve to com/cbooks.conm