Montezuma's DaughterHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
History
Montezuma's Daughter
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Fiction
[2] About sixty-three pounds sterling.
“Yes, I have grown rich, and yet I cannot stop. I love the money that
is power; but more than all, I love the way of life. Talk of romances
and adventure! What romance or adventure is half so wonderful as those
that come daily to my notice? And I play a part in every one of them,
and none the less a leading part because I do not shout and strut upon
the boards.”
“If all this is so, why do you seek the help of an unknown lad, a
stranger of whom you know nothing?” I asked bluntly.
“Truly, you lack experience,” the old man answered with a laugh. “Do
you then suppose that I should choose one who was _not_ a stranger—one
who might have ties within this city with which I was unacquainted. And
as for knowing nothing of you, young man, do you think that I have
followed this strange trade of mine for forty years without learning to
judge at sight? Perhaps I know you better than you know yourself. By
the way, the fact that you are deeply enamoured of that maid whom you
have left in England is a recommendation to me, for whatever follies
you may commit, you will scarcely embarrass me and yourself by
suffering your affections to be seriously entangled. Ah! have I
astonished you?”
“How do you know?” I began—then ceased.
“How do I know? Why, easily enough. Those boots you wear were made in
England. I have seen many such when I travelled there; your accent also
though faint is English, and twice you have spoken English words when
your Castilian failed you. Then for the maid, is not that a betrothal
ring upon your hand? And when I spoke to you of the ladies of this
country, my talk did not interest you overmuch as at your age it had
done were you heart-whole. Surely also the lady is fair and tall? Ah! I
thought so. I have noticed that men and women love their opposite in
colour, no invariable rule indeed, but good for a guess.”
“You are very clever, señor.”
“No, not clever, but trained, as you will be when you have been a year
in my hands, though perchance you do not intend to stop so long in
Seville. Perhaps you came here with an object, and wish to pass the
time profitably till it is fulfilled. A good guess again, I think.
Well, so be it, I will risk that; object and attainment are often far
apart. Do you take my offer?”
“I incline to do so.”
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