"
"And with this my daughter, if she still lives?" asked Huaracha looking
at him.
"Nay," replied Kari firmly. "As to the lady Quilla I promise nothing.
She has vowed herself to my Father the Sun, and what I have already told
the Lord Hurachi here, who loves her I tell you. Henceforward no man
may look upon her, who is the Bride of the Sun, for if I suffered this,
certainly the curse of the Sun would fall upon me and upon my people.
He who lays a hand upon her I will strive to slay"--here he looked at me
with meaning--"because I must or be accurst. Take all else, but let the
lady Quilla be. What the Sun has, he holds forever."
"Perhaps the Moon, her mother, may have something to say in that
matter," said Huaracha gloomily. "Still, let it lie for the while."
Then they fell to discussing the terms of their alliance and, when it
came to battle, what help Kari could bring from among those who clung to
him in Cuzco.
After this Huaracha took me to another chamber, where we debated the
business.
"This Kari, if he be Kari himself, is a bigot," he said, "and if he has
his way, neither you nor I will ever set eyes on Quilla again, because
to him it is sacrilege.
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