A Prince of Anahuac: A Histori-traditional Story Antedating the Aztec EmpirePorter, James A.
History
A Prince of Anahuac: A Histori-traditional Story Antedating the Aztec Empire
Porter, James A.
Mexico -- History -- To 1519 -- Fiction
The soldiers who had been detailed to bear the palanquin were early on
the ground, and everything was in readiness for moving.
Mitla was sadly disappointed in the result of her meeting with the
tzin; there appeared to be no cause for hope in a requital of her great
love by a return of his. When the moment came for parting she would
have slipped away to hide the signs of her despair, which she felt must
be apparent; but the tzin prevented it by insisting on her going a
short distance with him. So it happened, when the cortege moved away
from the house, she was walking at his side; while Oxie, vivacious and
happy, walked and talked with the prince.
The opportunity for the development of Oxie's suddenly acquired
admiration for Hualcoyotl into a stronger sentiment had not been
afforded, as in the case of Mitla for Euetzin; she was, therefore,
under no restraint, though in that peculiar mental condition which
would have required but little encouragement to arouse a passionate
sentiment which was only slumbering, and not profoundly either.
The tzin had secured the hunter's promise that Mitla should accompany
friends to Tlacopan, to be present at the tourney and contest for the
king's prize. On learning this she became quite cheerful, in view of
the fact that she would soon see him again, and the parting, as a
consequence, had comparatively little of sadness in it for her.
Good-byes were said, and the hunter and his daughters returned to their
home, feeling that sense of loneliness which ever follows the breaking
up of associations that have become dear to the heart.
The prince bade adieu to the mountains, in the fastnesses of which he
had suffered so much, with no feelings of regret. Ix had learned to
love the solitude of his hermitage, and, while rejoicing in the
prospect of being restored to his people and country, felt a tinge of
sadness as he cast his eyes for the last time toward the mountain which
had given him security for eight long years.
CHAPTER XXX.
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