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"I understand, but how can I help you, Inca, who am but a prisoner in
your palace?"
"No, no, you are only a prisoner in name. At the worst Urco will be
sick for a long while, since the physicians say that sword of yours has
bitten deep, and during that time all power is mine. Messengers are
at your service; you are free to come and go as you will. Bring this
servant of yours to my presence, for doubtless he trusts you. I would
speak with him, O Lord-from-the-Sea."
"If I should do this, Inca, will the lady Quilla be given back to her
father?"
"Nay, it would be sacrilege. Ask what else you will, lands and rule and
palaces and wives--not that. Myself I should not dare to lay a finger
on her who rests in the arms of the Sun. What does it matter about this
Quilla who is but one fair woman among thousands?"
I thought awhile, then answered, "I think it matters much, Inca. Still,
that this bloodshed may be stayed, I will do my best to bring him who
was my servant to your presence if you can find me the means to come at
him, and afterwards we will talk again.
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