More than that I cannot say, for I kept close to Cacama, hoping that in some way I might find an opportunity to aid his escape; and had he not been struck, just when he was, I might have done so; for after the news came that the bridge could not be removed, all was confusion, and each man thought only of saving his own life." After rowing for three hours the canoe, having made a circuit of the city and crossed the lake, reached the shore at a distance of a few miles from Tezcuco.

Cacama's body was lifted ashore, then Cuitcatl said to Bathalda: "Bathalda, you will be glad to know that we have saved Cacama's friend, and mine, Roger Hawkshaw." The forester gave an exclamation of pleasure.
"I am glad, indeed," he exclaimed.

"I wondered what had become of him, in the fight." Bathalda's exclamation silenced the murmur with which the others had heard that one of the white men had been saved, by them, from the general destruction which, as they believed, had fallen upon their oppressors.
"He is a friend of our people," Cuitcatl went on, "and is of another race to these Spaniards.

As you see, men, he speaks our language well, and is like one of ourselves.

Cacama held him as a dear friend; and as you know, Cacama hated the Spaniards, and had it not been for treason would have attacked them, long ago.
"Now, form a litter with the paddles and lay Cacama upon it.
Morning is breaking, and we have far to go.