Also those who clung to Urco had fled away with him to
a town named Huarina on the borders of the great lake called Titicaca,
where was an island with marvellous temples full of gold, which town lay
at a distance from Cuzco.
Then the civil war began and raged for three whole months, though of
all that happened in that time because of the labour of it, I set down
little, who would get forward with my story.
In this war I played a great part. The fear of Kari was that the
Chancas, seeing the Inca realm thus rent in two, would once more attack
Cuzco. This it became my business to prevent. As the ambassador of Kari
I visited the camp of Huaracha, bearing offers of peace which gave to
him more than he could ever hope to win by strength of arms. I found the
old warrior-king still sick and wasted because of the hurt from Urco's
club, though now he could walk upon crutches, and set out the case. He
answered that he had no wish to fight against Kari who had offered him
such honourable terms, especially when he was waging war against Urco
whom he, Huaracha, hated, because he had striven to poison his daughter
and dealt him a blow which he was sure would end in his death.
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