'We adore you, O Tezcat!' chimed in the priests.
Now I remained silent and bewildered, for of all this foolery I could
understand nothing, and while I stood thus Montezuma clapped his hands
and women entered bearing beautiful clothing with them, and a wreath of
flowers. The clothing they put upon my body and the wreath of flowers on
my head, worshipping me the while and saying, 'Tezcat who died yesterday
is come again. Be joyful, Tezcat has come again in the body of the
captive Teule.'
Then I understood that I was now a god and the greatest of gods, though
at that moment within myself I felt more of a fool than I had ever been
before.
And now men appeared, grave and reverend in appearance, bearing lutes in
their hands. I was told that these were my tutors, and with them a train
of royal pages who were to be my servants. They led me forth from the
hall making music as they went, and before me marched a herald, calling
out that this was the god Tezcat, Soul of the World, Creator of the
World, who had come again to visit his people. They led me through all
the courts and endless chambers of the palace, and wherever I went, man
woman and child bowed themselves to the earth before me, and worshipped
me, Thomas Wingfield of Ditchingham, in the county of Norfolk, till I
thought that I must be mad.
Then they placed me in a litter and carried me down the hill
Chapoltepec, and along causeways and through streets, till we came to
the great square of the temple.
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