Some drops of this blood he emptied on to the ground, muttering invocations the while.

Then he turned and looked at Cuitlahua as though in question, and Cuitlahua answered with a bitter laugh: 'Let him be baptized with the blood of the princess Otomie my niece, for she is bail for him.' 'Nay, lord,' said Guatemoc, 'these two have mingled bloods already upon the stone of sacrifice, and they are man and wife.

But I also have vouched for him, and I offer mine in earnest of my faith.' 'This Teule has good friends,' said Cuitlahua; 'you honour him overmuch.
But so be it.' Then Guatemoc came forward, and when the priest would have cut him with the knife, he laughed and said, pointing to the bullet wound upon his neck: 'No need for that, priest.

Blood runs here that was shed by the Teules.
None can be fitter for this purpose.' So the priest drew away the bandage and suffered the blood of Guatemoc to drop into a second smaller bowl.

Then he came to me and dipping his finger into the blood, he drew the sign of a cross upon my forehead as a Christian priest draws it upon the forehead of an infant, and said: 'In the presence and the name of god our lord, who is everywhere and sees all things, I sign you with this blood and make you of this blood.
In the presence and the name of god our lord, who is everywhere and sees all things, I pour forth your blood upon the earth!' (here he poured as he spoke).