Time shall bring comfort.' 'You are my life, beloved.

With you time ends for me.' Now I was on my feet again, and I think that none noted our whispered words, for all were listening to Cortes, who rated the man that had kicked me.
'I bade you guard this traitor, not to kick him,' he said angrily in Castilian.

'Will you put us to open shame before these savages?
Do so once more, and you shall pay for it smartly.

Learn a lesson in gentleness from that woman; she is starving, yet she leaves her food to help your prisoner to his feet.

Now take him away to the camp, and see that he comes to no harm, for he can tell me much.' Then the soldiers led me away, grumbling as they went, and the last thing that I saw was the despairing face of Otomie my wife, as she gazed after me, faint with the secret agony of our parting.