I think that they will take
you to the house of the king of this country where, I understand, she is
dwelling."
This, indeed, proved to be the case, for we were borne solemnly up the
main street of the town, that now was packed with thousands of people,
some of whom threw flowers before the feet of the bearers, bowing and
staring till I thought that their eyes would fall out, to a large,
flat-roofed house set in a walled courtyard. Passing through the gates
the bearers placed the _balsa_ on the ground and fell back. Then from
out of the door of the house appeared Quilla, accompanied by a tall,
stately looking man who wore a fine robe, and a woman of middle age also
gorgeously apparelled.
"O Lord," said Quilla, bowing, "behold my kinsman the _Caraca_" (which
is the name for a lesser sort of king) "of the Yuncas, named Quismancu,
and his wife, Mira."
"Hail, Lord Risen from the Sea!" cried Quismancu. "Hail, White God
clothed in silver! Hail, _Hurachi_!"
Why he called me "Hurachi" at the time I could not guess, but afterwards
I learned that it was because of the arrows painted on my shield,
_hurachi_ being their name for arrows.
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