Greatly touched was the jolly Padre at this, though he placed his hand over his mouth and his merry eyes crinkled at the corners when--like the little heathen she was--she addressed herself to Kukulcan. * * * * * SO we came to the end of our wanderings. Pages I might write describing Itza’s wonder at all she saw, at the people, the cities, the railways, the steamships, the motor cars--at everything. But all that is apart from the story. By the time we were back in New York Itza, ever adaptable and quick to learn--was, outwardly, as much the product of twentieth century civilization and fashions as any of the thousands of women upon the streets and avenues of the metropolis. In a city where all the races of the world mingle, her glowing golden skin and lustrous hair attracted no attention, but many an admiring and envious glance was cast at her unusual features, her wonderful eyes and her superb figure. But the great cities had no more charms for her than for myself. They amazed, astounded and terrified her. She longed for sunshine, verdure, mountains and quiet; the surroundings, the home, I had so often dreamed of. And at last, thanks to the codex that had by merest accident come into my hands in far off Vigo, and that had led me through such strange adventures, I found myself in a position to make those dreams come true. No wonder old Katchilcan had said he would give the half of his life to possess the Book of Kukulcan. How true had proved his words as I recalled them: ‘To him who has the Book, and comes by it by honest means, his way shall be made easy and he shall gain great peace and happiness, and he shall abide forevermore with the gods.’ And as I prepare to lay aside my pen, and Itza rises and with smiling lips and eyes comes towards me, I know that, for me, at least, the promise of the ancient prophecy has been borne out in full--beyond even my wildest expectations. Epilogue SINCE writing the above story of my adventures and experiences in the city of Mictolan, I have read it to Itza. “Why!” she exclaimed, “You have left out some of the most important facts. You haven’t explained about the Bridge of Light or Nohul Voh’s tube or the light in his house. And after all the trouble and time you and your friends have devoted to studying them!”