The Slave Sculptor — page 79: what you’re looking at

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MARCH OF THH CAPTIVE. 81 by the old attendant, who came hurriedly into the apartment, bear- ing a bundle of clothes upon her arm. Her movements and appear- ance were so changed, that Mazina was speechless with wonder. The woman handed her the clothes, and said : ‘* Exchange your garments for these. Do it in the shortest possi. time. Mazina did not move. : *¢ As you value your own life and happiness,’’ the woman contin- sed, “* obey me, immediately !”’ wal did obey. Assisted by the woman, her robes were soon ex for others, and the twain passed rapidly from the room, and through the thick foliage of the park, toward the canal. ‘They were soon seated in a light canoe, gliding swiftly over the waters of Tezcuco, in a westerly direction. As they reached the beach, the strange priest was observed coming toward them. Ma- zina rushed eagerly forward, begging his protection, aud urged to be conducted to Tonatiuh, if she too had escaped from Toluca. The priest bade her be of good heart, as friends were near. For a few moments, Mazina appeared lost in thought, but soon recover- ing, she looked smilingly around—there, in the place of her old attendant, stood Tonatiuh herself. One instant, and they were clasped in each others’ arms, It required considerable argument to convince Mazina that her old, palsied, unsociable companion at the palace, was Tonatiuh; but, after having been shown the outer garwents, which the prophetess had worn over her own gay robe, the white hair which had con- cealed her bright tresses, and the potent vial from which she had stained her complexion; the astonished Mazina was forced to punished with instant death. manner rried -onward, and it was sundown ere ountains toward the north, during which Le i : 4 conmicldooks.conn |