But her mother was descended from the race of Azatlan: there are records and relics indicating that her ancestors were princes in Tenochtitlan before Cortez made trouble there." "And I've been losing my heart to a princess, and never realized my audacity!" exclaimed the professor, laying his hand on his waistcoat and making an obeisance to Miriam.
She tossed her free foot, and played with the fringe of her reboso.
"I will tell my maid to look for it," she said; "but I think you must have left it in papa's curiosity-room." "No: I'm an Aztec sacrifice!" cried the professor; and they all laughed.

"One would hardly have anticipated," he resumed after a pause, addressing Trednoke, "that you would have made a double conquest,--first of the men, and then of the woman!" "The woman conquered me, without trying or wishing to, and then, because she was a woman, took compassion on me.

Whether my country has benefited much by the Mexican annexation, I can't say; but I know Inez--made a heaven on earth for me," concluded the general, in a low voice.

His countenance, at this moment, wore a solemn and humble expression, beautiful to see; and Miriam bent and laid her cheek against his.
Meschines knocked the ashes out of his pipe, and sighed.
"No woman ever took compassion on me," he remarked, "and you see the result,--ashes!" "Ashes,--with their wonted fires living in them," said Trednoke.
"We were talking about this Indian of yours," said Meschines.
"Ay, to be sure.

Well, he was attached to Inez's family when I first knew them.