watched，rubbingitwithhislongandmattedlocks。
ThisdoneheheldittomylipsthatImightbreatheonit，andIturnedfaintandsick，forIknewthatitwasbeingmadereadytoreceivetheheartwhichIfeltbeatinginmybreast。
NowwhatfurtherceremoniesweretobecarriedoutinthisunholyplaceIdonotknow，foratthatmomentagreattumultaroseinthesquarebeneath，andIwashurriedfromthesanctuarybythepriests。
ThenIperceivedthis:galledtomadnessbythestormofmissilesraineduponthemfromitscrest，theSpaniardswereattackingtheteocalli。
Alreadytheywerepouringacrossthecourtyardinlargecompanies，ledbyCorteshimself，andwiththemcamemanyhundredsoftheiralliestheTlascalans。