`` Why , it must have been Jaqueline . I killed the birds , '' said Ricardo , in Pantouflian . `` Silence , not a word ! '' said the king , sternly . `` And what makes you bear arms against the Inca ? '' he asked the old man . `` We would slay him and her , '' answered the priest ; `` for , when the shadow shrinks to the foot of the stone , the sun will shine straight down into the hollow hill of the Earthquaker , and he will waken and destroy Manoa and the Temples of the Sun . '' `` Then wherefore would you slay them , when you must all perish ? '' `` The people , oh Pachacamac , would have revenge before they die . '' `` Oh , folly of men ! '' said the king , solemnly ; then he cried : `` Lead me to the Inca ; this day you shall not perish . Is it not predicted in the Cord of the Venerable Knots that I shall slay this monster ? '' `` Hasten , oh Pachacamac , for the shadow shortens ! '' said the priest . `` Lead me to the Inca , '' answered Prigio . At this the people arose with a great shout , for they , too , had been kneeling ; and , sending a flag of truce before King Prigio , the priest led him into the palace . The ground was strewn with bodies of the slain , and through them Prigio rode slowly into the courtyard , where the Inca was sitting in the dust , weeping and throwing ashes on his long hair and his golden raiment . The king bade the priest remain without the palace gates ; then dismounted , and , advancing to the Inca , raised him and embraced him . `` I come , a king to a king , '' he said . `` My cousin , take courage ; your sorrows are ended .
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