The Infidel; or, the Fall of Mexico. Vol. II.Bird, Robert Montgomery
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The Infidel; or, the Fall of Mexico. Vol. II.
Bird, Robert Montgomery
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Fiction
The appearance of a vision so strange, so often imagined, yet never
before seen--a woman of the race of the invaders, and one at once so
majestic and lovely as Magdalena--produced an immediate sensation
throughout the merry crew. The dancing ceased, the music of the pipe was
exchanged for a murmur of admiration, and all eyes were turned upon the
novel apparition. But it was observable, that the maidens indulged in no
rude demonstrations of curiosity or surprise. They neither thronged
about her, nor uttered any loud exclamations; and however ardently they
gazed, when unperceived, each cast her looks modestly to the floor, the
moment she found the eyes of the stranger directed upon her.
Troubled as were Magdalena's thoughts by the strangeness of her
situation, and conscious of her inability to exchange a word with these
new companions, she yet felt a sort of relief, and even pleasure, to
find herself once more surrounded by individuals of her own sex, who, as
was evident from their appearance, were neither rude in manners nor
degraded in mind.
In this happier frame of feeling, she suffered herself to be conducted
to a chamber, where two young female slaves attended her with
refreshments of meats, fruits, and confections, and pointing to a couch
of robes, upon a little platform under a canopy, left her to her
meditations.
She rose from a troubled and dreamy slumber at the dawn, and waited
impatiently for the moment when she should be led to Juan. The slaves
again made their appearance, bearing, besides food, which they set
before her, rich garments of the most splendid hues, which they desired
her by signs to substitute for her monastic attire. To this she acceded,
after some hesitation, thinking it needful to humour the wishes of those
upon whose friendship her existence, as well as that of Juan, so
obviously depended. She exchanged, at least, the gray veil for a broad
mantle embroidered with feathers and gold, and placed over her other
dress three several tunics, each of a different hue, and each gorgeously
ornamented. Her toilet was completed when the slaves had encircled her
arms and neck with jewels, and wreathed her hair with chains of gold; to
all which she passively, yet impatiently, submitted.
Thus dressed and decorated, she was conducted again to the great hall,
and seated upon a throne cushioned over with feathers of every hue,
when, to her great surprise, she found herself the object upon whom was
to be showered marks of the most extraordinary honour. The crowd of
maidens was huddled in the farther end of the apartment, where they
stood with downcast eyes, giving place to a female, evidently of exalted
rank, who came from among them, followed by five or six girls, much more
splendidly dressed than the others, one of whom bore in her arms a
sleeping infant.
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