Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of MexicoBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
History
Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of Mexico
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Juvenile fiction
They set out again down the side of the mountain, Roger in advance. All
his plans were thus destroyed, and he ran on moodily, wondering where he
would be taken to and how long he would be allowed to live.
"Rescue will be attempted; of that I am sure," he said to himself, by
way of comfort. "Teotlili and the Mexican lords will never allow me to
perish without making an attempt, for there is no doubt that they look
up to me as to one of their hateful deities. How strange it all is, and
how my father's eyes would open were he here to see and know all that
has happened."
How strange, indeed, that he, a simple crossbow youth, should now be
virtually ruler of Mexico; for his lightest word was obeyed, and
Guatemozin and his lords deferred every question to him. Indeed, had
Roger desired it, he could have been elected as king, the rightful lord
taking place as his minister. But he declined the suggestion made by the
priests. In any case, he occupied a position which his wildest fancies
had never attained to; and if he were successful, then there would be
wealth on his return home, and even honour, for had he not already won
praise and promotion on the brigantine?
"Halt! What is the report?"
The cavalcade had come to the base of the hill, and had met some three
hundred natives, allies of the Spaniards. One of these lifted his hand
to signal the horsemen to stop, and then advanced with an interpreter.
"There is huge commotion in the country," he said. "Since early morning
men have been hurrying to and fro, and some cross the track between this
and Tlascala. You must ride faster if you wish to pass there in safety."
"Then mount the prisoner. Let the lightest man take him."
"And get his throat cut for his pains," growled Juan, as he prepared to
free the rope.
"But no. We want a strong man, above all," suddenly added the captain.
"Juan, I think you lay claim to strength, for I have heard you challenge
any of your comrades to combat with you. You shall still hold the
captive. Put him behind you, facing about, and we will surround you."
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