IN THE THRONE-ROOM OF YUPANQUI
We saw nothing of Golden Star the next day, nor yet for many days
afterwards, for, in spite of our impatience, Ruth would not permit us to
do so. What her brother had said had speedily proved itself to be true.
She had come back to life a child-woman. Her body was that of a girl of
seventeen years--which was her age when she and I had drunk the draught
of the death-sleep together--and the kindly Powers that had presided
over her birth had shaped her in a mould of almost perfect womanly
beauty, yet, as Djama had said, her mind was a virgin page, from which
the story of her past life had been utterly erased, and on whose blank
whiteness the story of her new life had yet to be written.
Now, on the writing of the first words of this story, as Joyful Star
told us in her sweetly-serious way the night that she had sunk into her
first natural slumber, everything might depend.
'It is a task,' she had said that night, 'which I fear terribly to enter
upon, and yet I know that I am the only one here who ought to undertake
it. She will need weeks and months of most careful watching, and the
sympathy that only another woman, and one who loves her as I have
already learned to do, could give her. No woman ever had such a task
before, and very few have had so good a work to do. There is something,
too'--and here I remember how subtle a change came into her voice as she
said this--'there is something in this wonderful resemblance between us
which tells me that this is my duty, and I am going to devote myself
absolutely to it during every hour of her waking life until she is able
to do without my care. I must watch her and care for her as a mother
does for her child, and you must let me do it alone as long as I wish
to, just as we had to let Laurens do _his_ work alone. Don't you think I
am right, professor?'
'Yes,' he answered, 'perfectly right, Miss Ruth. I am sure everybody
will agree with me that Her Highness could not be in better hands than
yours. Indeed, as you say, yours are the only hands in which she could
possibly be trusted with safety to her newly-awakening reason at such an
extraordinary juncture in her life.'
To this we all agreed willingly enough, and so Joyful Star had the big
room cleared out and installed herself there with all the comforts and
luxuries that the inexhaustible wealth which was now at my command could
provide her with, so that Golden Star should find her new world as
beautiful as might be. Meanwhile the professor, with a trusty guide that
I had provided him with from among my own people, plunged afresh into
his beloved studies with such ardour that he seemed to have almost
forgotten all else that had brought us to Peru.
Francis Hartness had gone with Tupac--who, in the sight of the
Spaniards, was only his Indian servant and guide--on a mission of
importance to the South, where the first rumblings of the coming
war-storm were already making themselves heard. As for Djama, who, as
you know, had no more interest in the work that now lay before Francis
Hartness and myself than the professor had, he went about for some days
gloomy and silent, and seemingly ill at ease, like a man who for a time
has lost his interest in life; and at last--it was on the twentieth day
after Golden Star had awakened--he came to me when I was alone in my
room and said abruptly,--
'Vilcaroya, do you think I have fairly earned my reward for what I have
done?'
'Yes,' I said, looking into his eyes and reading, though he knew it
not, the thoughts that were moving in his mind. 'You have done all that
you promised to do, but we have yet said nothing of the price. How much
do you ask for?'
'As much as I can get!' he said, with a laugh that pleased me but
little. 'But, of course, I know the work that you yourself have come
here to do, and I see that it will be expensive, so you will find me
reasonable.'
'And you, I hope, will not find me ungenerous. Do you remember what you
saw in the Hall of Gold?' As I said this, his self-command left him for
an instant. I saw his hands close, and his lips tremble, and the fierce
fire of the gold-lust spring into his eyes as he replied,--
'Yes; how could I forget it?'
'And do you remember, too,' I said, 'the words that you heard me speak
when I stood before the pyramid?'
'Yes,' he replied, with a faint flush coming into his pale cheeks. 'It
is not likely that I should forget them either. Why do you ask?'
'Because,' I said, speaking slowly as a man who weighs his words well,
'saving only the sacred emblems of the Sun, which it is not lawful for
me to give away, all that you saw there shall belong to you and to him
who made it possible for you to do what you have done. You will share it
as you please--that is no care of mine--but I have conditions to make
for my own sake and that of my people.'
'What are they?' and as he spoke the flush died out of his cheeks again.
'That you shall both swear solemnly to me that, come what may, no man
shall ever know from you where the gold came from, and that, moreover,
you shall never utter any word of my story or Golden Star's where mortal
ears can hear it, nor give any sign or word to any man or woman that
shall lead him or her to guess that I am what I am, or that my work here
is what it is. Swear that oath to me and you shall take your gold and go
in peace. Break it, and the fate that I told you of shall be yours. Are
you content?'
'Yes,' he said, 'and more than content; and I swear to you most
solemnly, on my own honour and by all that I hold sacred, that I will
keep your secrets absolutely.'
'No, not here,' I said, breaking into his speech; 'and more, it is not
only your oath that I want. There must be witnesses, for this is too
great a thing to do lightly. To-morrow night we will go back to the Hall
of Gold, and there you shall swear your oaths and they shall be
witnessed.'
'Very well,' he said. 'Whenever and wherever you like. But now,
Vilcaroya, I have something else to say to you. Personally, you know, I
have no further interests in Peru, saving one only. Your next few years
will be stormy ones, and though I believe that, with the power you have
behind you, you will win in the end, yet you know as well as I do that
you will have to run all the risks of a war that may be a very savage
one before you succeed. You may restore the throne of the Incas, and
reign upon it, or you may be killed in the first battle. You will pardon
me speaking so plainly, won't you?'
I bowed my head in silence and he went on.
'In view of this, then, I am going to propose that when we leave Peru--I
mean my sister and the professor and myself--you will allow Ruth to take
Golden Star to England with her, say, for three years or so, in order
that her education may be carried on to the best advantage. I will
promise you solemnly that during that time I will not speak a word of
love to her, or attempt to be anything else to her than I am to Ruth,
and then if you succeed in your aims, as I hope you will, we will come
back and be Your Majesty's guests for a time, and after that we shall
see what more the kindly Fates may have in store for you and me.'
No man ever heard more fairly spoken or reasonable-sounding words than
these were, and yet all the while I listened to them I knew that they
were but used to hide the real thoughts of him who was speaking them.
Yet what could I answer him? Did they not seem to point out the best of
all courses that could be followed for the welfare of Golden Star and
the comfort of her whose gentle hand was leading her nearer every day to
the fulfilment of the promise of her new life? So, for want of anything
better in my mind, I answered,--
'Your words are unwelcome to me, for so long a parting would be a great
sorrow to me; yet they are wise, and that which is most pleasant is not
always the best to be done.'
'Very well,' he said, 'I quite understand you, so we won't say anything
more about it until then. I suppose I may tell the professor about what
we are to do to-morrow night?'
'Yes,' I said; 'there will be no harm in that, since a share of the gold
belongs to him as well.'
'And Hartness?'
'He knows already, for I have told him not only of the treasures in the
Hall of Gold, but of many others that will be used in the work that he
has sworn to do with me.'
Later on that day when the mid-day heat had cooled a little, I was
walking alone in the garden of the hacienda, thinking deeply of what
Djama had said and striving to find some plan of my own that would be
as good and yet not make the parting that I dreaded needful. I turned,
paying but little heed to my way, into a winding pathway shaded with
trees and bordered with grass and flowers. I was looking down upon the
ground, as was my wont, when I heard footsteps near me and looked up. I
had turned the bend in the path, and there, but a few paces from me,
stood Golden Star and Ruth. I started and made a motion as though I
would turn back, but Ruth immediately beckoned to me smilingly, and
said,--
'Come and let me introduce you to your sister, Vilcaroya. I think it's
time you began to be friends again. Don't you think she is looking
wonderfully well and strong, and--and beautiful?'
You may think, but I cannot tell you, of all the feelings that rose up
within me as I obeyed her invitation. It was the first time that I had
seen Golden Star since the night she had awakened. Nay, was it not the
first time I had seen her as a truly living woman since the night of our
bridal in the Sanctuary?
She was dressed in garments made after the fashion of Ruth's own, of
light grey soft stuff, and on the glorious wealth of her hair was a
broad-brimmed straw hat such as Ruth wore. Indeed, to look at them both,
standing there side by side, they could but have been taken for two
twin sisters--daughters of the Day and Night--as my loving fancy called
them afterwards--rather than the daughters of different peoples, and
children of far-parted generations, whose hands, as they clasped,
bridged the gulf between one age of the world and another.
As I approached, Golden Star's eyes looked at me with the simple wonder
that shines out of the eyes of a little child, and like a little child
she smiled at me, and then she looked at Ruth, and made a soft low sound
that was almost like the cooing of a child.
'She is pleased to see you, Vilcaroya,' said Ruth, taking hold of my
hand and hers, 'but of course she can't say so yet. Now, let me teach
her to shake hands with you.'
Then she put into mine the soft, warm little hand that I had last
clasped when we went hand in hand to the couch of our long sleep. I
pressed it gently, looking at her through the tears that rose into my
eyes, then I raised it to my lips and kissed it, and she smiled, and
made the little soft sound again, and then Ruth put her arm around her
waist and said,--
'Come, now, you are acquainted, and she likes you. This will be a most
valuable lesson for her. Now, let us have a walk, and you tell me the
news, if there is any.'
'Most willingly,' I said, 'for I have much news to tell.'
So we turned back along the path into the quietest part of the garden, I
walking by Ruth's side. And I told her of all that had passed between
her brother and me in the morning, and of what was to be done on the
following night. She was looking very serious when I had finished, and I
could see that many unspoken thoughts were working in her mind, and when
I had done she looked up at me and said,--
'Laurens's plan seems a very good one at first sight, but of course we
cannot decide upon anything until we have thought a good deal more about
it, and talked it well over amongst ourselves. But, at anyrate, it would
be several weeks yet before I would even think of going away with Golden
Star, so there is plenty of time for that. But to-morrow night--Listen,
Vilcaroya, may I ask a very great favour of you?'
'Joyful Star can ask no favour of me,' I said. 'She can speak, and I can
hear and obey.'
'Nonsense, Vilcaroya! I wish you wouldn't talk like that,' she answered
with pretty petulance. 'Now, suppose I was to ask you to let me see this
wonderful treasure-house of yours and promise faithfully not to tell
anyone about it--would you let me?'
'It is not the best that I can show you,' I answered gladly, 'but if
you desire to see it, it is yours and all that it contains. I can give
your brother and the professor other gold, and I will show you a greater
treasure-house than this under the Fortress itself.'
'Well,' she laughed, 'I won't say now that I won't have it, because the
sight of all that gold might be too much for me, but I should dearly
love to come and see it, and I think I might venture to bring Golden
Star too. She's quite well and strong now, and if we are careful of her,
it can't do her any harm, and it may do her good. Shall I bring her?'
'Yes,' I said, 'why not?'
At this moment we saw Djama come walking down the path towards us, and
at the sight of him there came to me, like the stab of a dagger of ice,
the sudden memory that, at the moment I was speaking of my
treasure-house under the Sacsahuaman, I had heard a gentle rustle behind
some bushes close by the path, and a sound like that of a stealthy
tread.
As Djama came near to us I saw the love-light flash into his eyes, and a
swift flush rise into his sallow cheeks. He held out his hand and
quickened his pace, smiling as sweetly as a woman the while. I was
facing him a little in advance, and I heard behind me a sharp, low,
shuddering cry of terror that shook my heart as I turned to learn its
cause. Golden Star had thrown her arms round Ruth's neck, and was
clinging to her, trembling with fear, and looking sideways at Djama with
eyes fixed and wide open with terror.
You have seen how little children will go smiling and fearless into the
arms of one stranger and shrink in hate and terror from another. Their
sight is keener than it is in after years, when the dust of the world's
conflict has dulled it, and they can see plainly the good and the evil
that is hidden behind the mask of the face. So it was with that
child-soul of Golden Star's. Though I was now to her as strange as
Djama, yet she had seen in me only the friend and brother who loved her
and wished her well, and whose heart was clean in her sight; but in
Djama she had seen at a single glance the evil that had only been
revealed to me after many weeks of watching.
Though I hated him for the fear that he had caused her, yet I was glad
also, for now I saw that the answer to his proposal would be easier than
I had thought for. As for him, his face darkened and his black brows
came together, and the love-light in his eyes changed to a glare of
anger; but this was only for an instant. It passed more quickly than the
thunder-clouds melt round the crest of Illampu. He stopped, and stood
with his head slightly bent and his hands spread, palms outward, in the
posture of one who asks pardon, and said, in a voice that had no trace
of anger,--
'Forgive me, Ruth! I am afraid I have startled our patient--or perhaps I
should rather say yours now. It was something more than stupid of me to
come upon you suddenly like this, without any warning. Of all people in
the world, I ought to have known better than that. But I suppose seeing
Vilcaroya already here made me forget myself. Did she start like that
when he came?'
'No,' replied Ruth, still standing with her arm where she had thrown it
around Golden Star's shoulders, and stroking her hair with the other.
'She--she saw him farther off than you, and I took her towards him, so I
suppose the shock was not so great. But please go away, both of you,
now. You see she is terribly frightened, and she is trembling as though
someone had struck her. I must take her into the house and get her quiet
again, or the consequences may be serious.'
Djama turned away without a word, his face darkening again as he did so,
and with one backward glance at Golden Star, who had now raised her head
from Ruth's breast, and was staring after us with fixed, wide-open eyes,
I turned and walked away beside him, neither of us speaking a word, for
we were both too busy with our own thoughts.
That night Francis Hartness and Tupac returned from their journey to the
South, and as the professor was also in the house I told them of what I
wished done on the following night, and bade Tupac make all preparation.
The next day we all started in the cool of the morning to go to the
Rodadero as though for a picnic, as the people of Cuzco often do, so
that there might be no suspicion of our true object. We all rode upon
horses, saving Golden Star, who was carried in a hammock litter, that I
had had made for her, and Tupac, and six of our people who came with us
as bearers and servants.
We spent the day wandering about among the huge ruins of the
Sacsahuaman, and exploring the wonders of the carved rocks and
underground passages and altar-places, which have been the marvel of
every traveller to the hills about Cuzco, and all that I knew of the
upper works I told my companions, and showed them as well as I could
what the mighty fastness had been in the days of its pride and unbroken
strength.
Then, when the brief twilight came, I bade one of our men take the
beasts into a chamber among the rocks that I had shown him, and where
plenty of fodder had been stored a few days before. After this we waited
a little longer till night fell, and then I bade Tupac do what I had
bidden him the day before. His voice rose shrill and plaintive in the
silence, chanting a song that you may have heard the Indians singing in
Peru when returning from their labours, and presently, from among the
rocks on the plain, and from the shadowy lines of the Fortress, many
silent figures stole out and went towards the valley in which the
Sayacusca stands.
Then I told my companions that all, save those of the Blood, must have
their eyes bandaged, as Djama's had been before, and when they had
submitted willingly to this, knowing that no harm would come to them, we
led them to the Sayacusca, I leading Ruth by the hand, and following the
bearers of Golden Star's litter, and there the way to the Hall of Gold
was opened as before, and we entered it, followed by a long line of the
Children of the Blood.
But I made no halt here, nor did I let my companions even see the
treasure that was to be divided between Djama and the professor
according to my promise, for I had greater marvels in store for them.
So, lantern in hand, I led the way through a winding gallery behind the
pyramid of gold of which I told you before. At the end of this was a
door, formed by a revolving stone similar to that at the entrance to the
hall. This Tupac and another opened under my directions, and we entered
a long, straight passage behind it. At the end was a broad flight of
stone steps, and at the top were two low bronze doors bolted into
pillars on either side. The doors had no hinges, but they turned with
the pillars, and no one who did not know this, or how the pillars
turned, could open them. But this secret was one of many others that I
had brought with me from the past, and in a few moments the doors were
standing open before us.
We passed in, and I closed them behind us. Two of my men had come laden
with great candles and torches, and these I had lighted and placed in
golden sconces which stood out from the walls in the great hall into
which we had passed through the bronze doors. When this had been done, I
beckoned to Tupac, and went silently with him to the other end of the
hall, where, on a throne of gold under a canopy of silver, sat a silent
figure clad in the imperial robes, and with a mask of beaten gold over
its face, according to the ancient custom. It was the effigy of the
great Yupanqui, father of Huayna-Capac, which had been seated here since
his death, as an emblem of the unbroken sovereignty of his race, giving
place in turn to his son and grandson on the days that they were
crowned, and being replaced when the ceremony was over.
Now, with Tupac's help I carried the effigy into a little chamber behind
the throne, and there quickly removed my upper clothing and dressed
myself as I had done before in the Hall of Gold, and took my place on
the throne. Then I bade Tupac lead Joyful Star, with her eyes still
bandaged, to me. When he had placed her before me, I made a sign to him,
and the bandage fell from her eyes. She turned white as death, and
staggered back a pace, with her hands clasped to her temples, and there
she stood, staring wide-eyed at me and all the splendours about her.
Wherever her gaze wandered it saw nothing but gold and silver and gems
and rich-dyed hangings of silk and wool, whose brilliant hues no time
could dim. The roof and the upper halves of the walls were covered with
plates of burnished silver. Around the walls, half-way between the floor
and the ceiling, ran a great cornice or ledge of gold, on which stood
the golden chairs in which were seated the mummies of the twenty Incas
which I had last seen in the Sanctuary of the Sun, looking down through
the eye-holes in their golden masks.
From the cornice to the floor hung the bright-hued hangings, and against
these were ranged along the floor on either side threescore seats of
silver, and the floor was paved with diamond-shaped blocks of gold and
silver set alternately. Behind the throne on which I sat rose from the
floor to roof a sloping wall of golden ingots, and on either hand stood
a great golden vase, heaped high with unset gems, emeralds and diamonds,
pearls and sapphires and rubies, precious almost beyond price; and on
the roof above my throne a great, golden image of the Sun, encircled by
spreading rays of gems, glowed and sparkled in the light of the candles
and torches.
At last Ruth's wandering gaze became steady and rested upon my face, and
I looked back into her eyes, making no sign until she should speak, and
sitting motionless as the effigy whose place I had taken.
'Where am I?' she said at last in a low, faint voice, like one awakening
from a dream. 'And who are you? Surely you cannot be--and yet, yes, you
are Vilcaroya! What has happened?'
'Nothing more than the granting of Joyful Star's request, save that
through the treasure-house which she asked to see I have brought her to
a better one. Does it please her?'
'Is it real, Vilcaroya?' she whispered. 'Is all this really gold and
silver, and are these real diamonds and rubies and emeralds, or am I
only dreaming? Does it please me? What a question! I have never even
dreamed of anything like it. Where are we, Vilcaroya?'
'In the throne-room of the Incas, beneath what was once their palace and
fortress on the hill of Sacsahuaman,' I answered, 'and this is the
throne of the great Yupanqui, the greatest earthly king and conqueror of
my race. I sat here and crowned myself Inca in the presence of
Anda-Huillac and the priests and nobles of the Land of the Four Regions
on the day before the night when I drank the death-draught with Golden
Star.'
'Ah, yes, where is she?' she cried, looking round only to see that all
the rest had vanished, and that she and I were alone in the great hall.
'What have they done with her, and where are Laurens and the others?'
she cried, looking fearfully and almost mistrustingly at me. 'What have
you done with them, Vilcaroya?'
'They are safe,' I said. 'Tupac and his men have care of them, and they
will come back when I bid him bring them. But I have need of your
presence here alone before I do that,' I went on, rising from my seat as
I spoke. 'Has Joyful Star ever sat on a throne?'
'No,' she stammered, staring at me with wonder in her eyes. 'You know I
haven't. Why should you ask?'
'Then sit on mine,' I said, 'for I have something to say to you which I
can best say and you can best hear if we change places. Nay, I will take
no denial,' I said, drawing her by the hand up the steps in front of the
throne, 'for it is not only your--your friend who is asking, but a
crowned king in his own palace, who is lord of life and death over all
who enter it.'
Half frightened and half wondering, she submitted to my will and allowed
me to seat her in the chair which no woman had ever sat in before. Then
I took her hand, and, dropping on one knee on the upper step, I said,--
'Joyful Star has taken one queen from me, and she alone can give me
another to fill her place. She is sitting where the great Yupanqui sat
when he ruled all the land from north to south, and from the eastern
mountains to the sea, and ere long I too shall reign, sole and
undisputed lord, over a realm wider even than that. Many things have
been done that Joyful Star knows not of since I came back to my country
and my people. Through all the Land of the Four Regions the word has
gone forth, with the swiftness of thought, that the Son of the Sun has
returned, and that the heir of the divine Manco has come to deliver his
children from bondage.[B]
'Everywhere the tidings have been received with joy, and the people are
longing to return to the allegiance of their fathers, and tread their
oppressors under foot. Before many days civil war will be raging
throughout the lands of the south, and I have but to set flowing that
golden stream, one of whose many sources is here, and say, "Here is gold
and silver in plenty for all who will fight under the Rainbow Banner,"
and I shall have armies and fleets to do what I will with, and the sway
of my sceptre shall reach from north to south and sea to sea.
'This I shall do because of my oath; but I have brought Joyful Star here
to tell her, in the most sacred place that is left in the Land of the
Four Regions, that I shall also do it so that she, if she will, may be
queen where I am king, and sit beside me on my throne, and make my
empire a paradise by the brightness and the sweetness of her presence. I
cannot forget, as she bade me do--for the words that I said in the heat
of my passion are true--for I love you, Joyful Star, and all that I
have or shall ever have on earth will be worthless to me unless you take
it as a gift from my hands. Nay, do not speak, for now I seek no answer,
whether good or evil. I have brought you here that I, as a king, might
kneel at the feet of her whom I would win for my queen, and from now
until I sit in the sight of all the world on the throne of the Four
Regions no other words of love shall pass my lips. So you shall have
many days to ponder what I have said, and to ask your own heart whether
it will say "yes" or "no" to me when I stretch out my hand from my
throne and ask you to come and sit beside me and rule my people with
me.'
Before she could answer, I stood up and clapped my hands, and Tupac with
six others, dressed now in the forbidden costume of their ancestors,
entered the hall from the ante-chamber, into which they had taken the
others, and came towards me, bearing wands across their shoulders in
token of homage, and with heads downbent, not daring to look upon my
majesty till I bade them. I drew Joyful Star from the throne by the
hand, and seating myself in it, said in the ancient tongue,--
'Let the Children of the Blood enter into the presence of their father
and their lord, and let the strangers be brought in, and the other
maiden, all with eyes bandaged, and let seats of silver be placed to
the right and left of the throne, one for each of the virgins of the Sun
to sit upon. Are all things else ready, Tupac-Rayca?'
'Yes, lord,' he answered, stepping out in front of the others and
falling on his knees, 'and the Children of the Blood are waiting to see
the glory of thy presence and hear the words of wisdom and hope from thy
lips.'
FOOTNOTES:
[B] The Inca Indians of the Sierra region possess the same extraordinary
faculty of transmitting intelligence without apparent material means
that the Hindoos and the Arabs have. Thus, during the last revolution in
Peru, the fall of Lima was known to the Indians of Bolivia on the
southern shore of Lake Titicaca three days after it happened, though the
telegraph wires were cut and all ordinary communications suspended.
Without the telegraph this would be quite impossible by any means known
to Europeans.