I must not leave her longer, alone in her grief." Soon afterwards, Cuitcatl entered the room.
"Come, Roger," he said; "a meal has been prepared, and we both sorely need food and rest.

Tomorrow we shall have time to talk over the future, and by that time I shall have news whether any of the Spaniards have escaped.

If they have, I must hurry off again; for Cuitlahua has sworn that not one shall leave the country, alive, and every man who can bear arms must take the field against them.
But it will be an easy task for, at any rate, few can have got off that causeway alive." Roger was glad, as soon as he had finished his meal, to throw himself down on a couch.

He had been on guard, the greater part of the night before the sortie to clear the street leading to the causeway, and had slept but an hour or two, the following evening.
He had lost a good deal of blood, from the blow he had received on the head; and from the arrow wounds, of which he had several, although none were serious; and he was now completely done up.
Amenche stole away from Maclutha, for a few minutes' talk with him and Cuitcatl, while they had their meal; and after hearing an outline of the later events of the siege of the palace, and of the fight on the causeway, she had herself insisted that Roger should instantly seek repose.
"I shall be occupied with Maclutha, and there is much to see about, in such times as these.

There can be no pomp and ceremonial of burial.