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Rh My blood now runs in her veins, E'en now I am noble as she. Her mother has knowledge of all, The Queen can attest what I say; Let me tell all this to the King, I pray for thy help and advice. I will speak without fear and with force, He may perhaps give way to his rage; Yet he may consider my youth, May remember the battles I've fought; The record is carved on my club.


 * (Holds up his macana.)

He may think of his enemies crushed, The thousands I've thrown at his feet.
 * Uillac Uma. Young Prince! thy words are too bold,

Thou hast twisted the thread of thy fate— Beware, before 'tis too late; Disentangle and weave it afresh, Go alone to speak to the King, Alone bear the blow that you seek; Above all let thy words be but few, And say them with deepest respect; Be it life, be it death that you find, I will never forget thee, my son.

[Walks up and exit.

No place in thy heart for fear; Cusi Coyllur, surround me with light. Piqui Chaqui, where art thou?
 * Piqui Chaqui (jumping up). I was asleep, my master,

And dreaming of evil things.
 * Ollantay. Of what?

Piqui Chaqui. Of a fox with a rope round its neck.