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Rh My own heart tells me it is so— I'm sure that owl announces it. We'll take to the hills at once.
 * Piqui Chaqui. But wilt thou abandon the Star?
 * Ollantay. What can I do, alas!

Since she has disappeared? Alas, my dove! my sweet princess.


 * (Music heard among the rocks.)

Listen to that yarahui, The sound comes from somewhere near.


 * (They sit on rocks.)