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Updated: June 3, 2025
Of course you may see her when necessary, as her doctor, but only as her doctor, mind. And you, Vilcaroya, must possess yourself with what patience you can until my part of the work is done as well. Now, go away, both of you. I am mistress here for the present.
'Your sister! Oh, Vilcaroya, surely this is not true! and as she said this I saw her cheeks grow pale and her lips tremble. 'Yes, I answered, 'it is true. Why should I lie to my new sister and friend, Joyful Star? Golden Star was the daughter of my father, the great Huayna-Capac, though our mothers were not the same.
'To us, more blessed, it has been given to see that which our fathers waited for in vain. To us our Lord Vilcaroya and our Lady Golden Star have come back from the shadows of death into the light of life and glory of victory. Already you have seen the oppressor pay the price of life for life, and blood for blood, and shame for shame.
'It's too long a story to tell you now, but if she is the same, then our Inca's name is Vilcaroya, and he is the hero of the strangest story, and, thanks to you, the strangest fate that the wildest romancer could imagine. However, the story must keep, for I wouldn't spoil it by cutting it short. The principal question now is what are we going to do with him? We can't keep him here, of course?
'In short, Vilcaroya, if I were given to that sort of thing, I could believe that the very Fates themselves had conspired to prepare the way for you. You have come back to the world and to your own country at the very moment that these miserable wretches are getting ready to tear each other to pieces.
'What have they done with her, and where are Laurens and the others? she cried, looking fearfully and almost mistrustingly at me. 'What have you done with them, Vilcaroya? 'They are safe, I said. 'Tupac and his men have care of them, and they will come back when I bid him bring them. But I have need of your presence here alone before I do that, I went on, rising from my seat as I spoke.
I crossed my hands on my breast with one of my old-world gestures, and, standing so before her with bowed head, I said, 'The will of Joyful Star is my law. Let what I spoke in my madness be forgotten as you have said. Who am I that I should say such things? a poor savage that has wandered from his own world into hers, where he is a stranger! 'No, not a savage, Vilcaroya.
He grasped my hand and bowed over it in silence for a while. Then he stepped back and looked at me again, murmuring, 'Can it be so? Has the divine Manco come back from the Mansions of the Sun to save the remnant of his children, or has Vilcaroya broken the bonds of his death-sleep and come to fulfil the oath he swore with Golden Star before the altar in the Sanctuary?
I had told the sentry to reply for me, and he answered the officer's hail and said, 'Vilcaroya! a prisoner. As the first words left his lips the two soldiers repeated the password and made with their rifles the movement that is called the salute.
'But I don't suppose that matters very much now to Her Highness any more than it did to Vilcaroya. But, to descend to less romantic matters, I have come to tell you that the affairs of our temporary household are already in order, supper is ready, and we are all ravenously hungry, and I suppose you are about the same. This mountain air puts an edge on one's appetite like a razor's.
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