Onthefourthmorning,however,ourtroublesbegan,sincethefriendlywindfromthenorthgrewsteadilystronger,tillatlengthitrosetoagale。Soonourlittleragofcanvaswastornaway,butstillwerushedonbeforethefollowingseasataverygreatspeed。
　　NowIthoughtoftryingtomaketheland,butfoundthatwecouldnotdosowiththeoars,becauseofthecurrentthatsetouttowardstheoceanagainstwhichitwasimpossibletourgeourclumsycraft。
　　Thereforewemustcontentourselveswithtryingtokeepherheadstraightwiththesteeringoar,buteventhenwewereoftenwhirledroundandround。
　　Abouttwohoursafternoontheskycloudedover,andthereburstuponusagreatthunder—stormwithtorrentsofrain;alsothewindgrewstrongerandstronger。
　　Nowwecouldnolongersteerordoanythingexceptlieflatuponthebottomofthe/balsa/,grippingthecordswithwhichitwastiedtogether,tosaveourselvesfrombeingwashedoverboard,sinceoftenthefoamingcrestsofthewavesbrokeuponus。Indeed,itwasmarvellousthatthisfrailcraftshouldhangtogetheratall,butowingtothelightnessofthereedsandtheblown—upskinsthatweretiedinthem,stillshefloatedand,whirlingroundandround,speduponhersouthwardpath。YetIknewthatthiscouldnotendureforverylong,andcommittedmysoultoGodaswellasIwasableinmyhalf—drownedstate,wishingthatmymiserieswereended。
　　Thedarknesscamedown,butstillthethunderroaredandthelightningblazed,andbytheflareofitIcaughtsightofsnow—cappedmountainsfarawayuponthecoast,alsoofKariclingingtothereedsofthe/balsa/atmyside,andfromtimetotimekissingthegoldenimageofPachacamacwhichhungabouthisneck。Presentlyhesethislipsagainstmyearandshouted:
　　"Bebold！Ourgodsarestillwithusinstorm。"
　　"Yes,"Ianswered,"andsoonweshallbewithourgods——inpeace。"
　　AfterthisIheardnomoreofhim,andfelltothinkingwithsuchwitsaswerelefttomeofhowmanyperilswehadpassedsincewesawtheshoresofThames,andthatitseemedsadthatallshouldhavebeenfornothing,sinceitwouldhavebeenbettertodieatthebeginningthannowattheend,aftersomuchmisery。ThentheglareofthelightningshoneuponthehandleoftheswordWave—Flame,whichwasstillstrappedaboutme,andIrememberedtherunewrittenuponitwhichmymotherhadrenderedtomeuponthemorningofthefightagainsttheFrenchmen。Howdiditrun？
　　HewholiftsWave—FlameonhighInloveshallliveandinbattledie。
　　Storm—tossedo'erwideseasshallroamAndinstrangelandsshallmakehishome。
　　Conquering,conqueredshallhebeAndfarawayshallsleepwithme。
　　Itfittedwell,thoughoftheloveIhadknownlittleandthatmostunhappy,andthebattleinwhichImustdiewasonewithwater。Also,IhadconquerednothingwhomyselfwasconqueredbyFate。Inshort,thethingcouldbereadtwoways,likeallprophecies,andonlyonelineofitwastruebeyondadoubt——namely,thatWave—FlameandI
　　shouldsleeptogether。
　　Awhilelaterthelightningshoneawesomely,liketotheswordsofawholearmyofdestroyingangels,sothattheskybecamealivewithfire。InitslightforaninstantIsawaheadofusgreatbreakers,andbeyondthemwhatlookedlikeadarkmassofland。Nowwewereinthem,forthefirstofthosehungry,curlingwavesgotaholdofthe/balsa/andtosseditupdizzily,thenflungitdownintoadeepvalleyofwater。Anothercameandanother,tillmysensesreeledandwent。IcriedtoSt。Hubert,buthewasalandsaintandcouldnothelpme;soIcriedtoAnothergreaterthanhe。
　　Mylastvisionwasofmyselfridingahugebreakerasthoughitwereahorse。Thentherecameacrashanddarkness。
　　Lo！itseemedtomeasthoughonewerecallingmebackfromthedepthsofsleep。WithtroubleIopenedmyeyesonlytoshutthemagainbecauseoftheglareofthelight。ThenafterawhileIsatup,whichgavemepain,forIfeltasifIhadbeenbeatenallover,andlookedoncemore。Abovemeshonethesuninaskyofdeepestblue;beforemewastheseaalmostcalm,whilearoundwererocksandsand,amongwhichcrawledgreatreptilesthatIknewforturtles,asIhadseenmanyoftheminourwanderings。Moreover,kneelingatmyside,withtheswordthathehadtakenfromthebodyofDeleroystillstrappedabouthim,wasKari,whobledfromsomewoundandwasalmostwhitewithencrustedsalt,butotherwiseseemedunharmed。Istaredathim,unabletoopenmymouthfromamazement,soitwashewhospokethefirst,saying,inavoicethathadanoteoftriumphinit:
　　"DidInottellyouthatthegodswerewithus？Whereisyourfaith,O
　　WhiteMan！Look！TheyhavebroughtmebacktothelandofwhichIamPrince。"
　　NowtherewasthatinKari'stonewhichinmyweakstateangeredme。
　　Whydidhescoldmeaboutfaith？Whydidheaddressmeas"WhiteMan"
　　insteadof"Master"？WasitbecausehehadreachedacountrywherehewasgreatandIwasnothing？Isupposedso,andanswered;
　　"Andaretheseyoursubjects,OnobleKari？"andIpointedtothecrawlingturtles。"Andisthistherichandwondrouslandwheregoldandsilverareasmud？"andIpointedtothebarrenrocksandsandaround。
　　Hesmiledatmyjest,andansweredmorehumbly:
　　"Nay,Master,yonderismyland。"
　　ThenIlooked,followinghisglance,andsawmanyleagueswayacrossthewatertwosnowcladpeaksrisingaboveabankofclouds。
　　"Iknowthosemountains,"hewenton;"withoutdoubttheyareoneofthegatewaysofmyland。"
　　"ThenwemightaswellbeinLondonforallthehopewehaveofpassingthatgate,Kari。Buttellmewhathaschanced。"
　　"This,Ithink。Averygreatwavecaughtusandthrewusrightoverthoserocksontotheshore。Look——thereisthe/balsa/,"andhepointedtoabrokenheapofreedsandpiercedskins。
　　WithhishelpIroseandwenttoit。Nownonecouldknowthatithadbeenaboat。Still,the/balsa/itwasandnothingelse,andtiedinitstangledmassstillremainedthosethingswhichwehadbroughtwithus,suchasmyblackbowandarmour,thoughallthejarswerebroken。
　　"Ithasborneuswell,butwillneverbearusagain,"Isaid。
　　"Thatisso,Master。ButifwewereinmyowncountryyonderIwouldsetitsfragmentsinacaseofgoldandplacethemintheTempleoftheSunasamemorial。"
　　Thenwewenttoapoolofrainwaterthatlayinahollowrocknearby,anddrankourfill,forwewereverythirsty。Alsoamongtheruinsofthe/balsa/wefoundsomeofthedriedfishthatwaslefttous,andhavingwashedit,filledourselves。Afterthiswelimpedtothecrestofthelandbehindandperceivedthatwewereonalittleisland,perhapstwohundredEnglishacresinextent,whereonnothinggrewexceptsomecoarsegrass。Thisisland,however,wasthehauntofgreatnumbersofseafowlwhichnestedthere,alsooftheturtlesthatIhavementioned,andofcertainbeastslikesealsorotters。
　　"Atleastweshallnotstarve,"Isaid,"thoughinthedryseasonwemaydieofthirst。"
　　Nowthereonthatislandweremainedforfourlongmonths。Forfoodweatetheturtles,whichwecookedoverfiresthatKarimadebycunninglytwirlingapointedpieceofdriftwoodinthehollowofanotherpiecethathefilledwiththedustofdriedgrass。Hadhelackedthatknowledgewemusthavestarvedorlivedonrawflesh。Asitwas,wehadplentywiththismeatandthatofbirdsandtheireggs,alsooffishthatwecaughtinthepoolswhenthetidewasdown。Fromtheshellsoftheturtles,bythehelpofstones,webuiltusakindofhuttokeepoffthesunandtherain,whichinthathotplacewassufficientshelter;also,whenthestenchwasoutofthem,weusedothershellsinwhichtocatchrainwaterthatwestoredasbestwecouldagainstseasonsofdrought。Lastly,withmybigbowwhichwassavedwiththearmour,Ishotsea—otters,andfromtheirpeltswemadeusgarmentsafterrubbingtheskinswithturtlefatandhandlingthemtomakethemsoft。
　　Thus,then,welivedfrommoontomoonuponthatdesertplace,tillI
　　thoughtIshouldgomadwithlonelinessanddespair,fornohelpcamenearus。Therewerethemountainsofthemainlandfaraway,butbetweenthemandusstretchedleaguesofseathatwecouldnotswim,norhadweanythingofwhichtomakeaboat。
　　"Herewemustremainuntilwedie！"atlastIcriedinmywretchedness。
　　"Nay,"answeredKari,"ourgodsarestillwithusandwillsaveusintheirseason。"
　　This,indeed,theydidinastrangefashion。
　　CHAPTERIII
　　THEDAUGHTEROFTHEMOON
　　Forthefourthtimesincewewerecastawayonthisislandthehugefullmoonshoneinaskyofwondrousblue。KariandIwatcheditrisebetweenthetwosnow—cladpeaksfarawaythathehadcalledagatewaytohisland,whichwassoneartousandyetitwouldseemmoredistantthanHeavenitself。Heavenwemighthopetoreachuponthewingsofspiritwhenwedied,buttothatcountryhowcouldwecome？
　　Wewatchedthatgreatmoonclimbhigherandhigherupaladderoflittlebar—likeclouds,tillwearyingweletoureyesfallupontheglitteringpathwaywhichitslightmadeuponthebosomoftheplacidsea。SuddenlyKaristaredandstared。
　　"Whatisit？"Iaskedidly。
　　"IthoughtIsawsomethingyonderfarawaywhereQuilla'sfootstepsmakethewatersbright,"hesaid,speakinginhisownlanguageinwhichnowweoftentalkedtogether。
　　"Quilla's？"Iexclaimed。"Oh！Iforgot:thatistheladymoon'snameinyourtongue,isitnot？Well,come,Quilla,andIwillwedandworshipyou,as'tissaidtheancientsdid,andneverturntolookuponanother,beshewoman,orgoddess,orboth。OnlycomeandtakemefromthisaccursedisleandinpaymentI'lldieforyou,ifneedbe,whenfirstI'vetaughtyouhowtoloveasstarorwomanneverlovedbefore。"
　　"Hush！"saidKariinagravevoice,whenhehadlistenedtothismadstuffthatburstthroughmylipsfromthespringofaminddistraughtbymiseryanddespair。
　　"WhyshouldIhush？"Iasked。"Isitnotpleasanttothinkofthemoonwearingalovelywoman'sshapeanddescendingtogivealonelymortalloveandcomfort？"
　　"Because,Master,tomeandmypeoplethemoonisagoddesswhohearsprayerandanswersit。Suppose,then,thatsheheardyouandansweredyouandcametoyouandclaimedyourlove,whatthen？"
　　"Why,then,friendKari,"Iravedon,"thenIshouldwelcomeher,forlovegoesabegging,readyasripefruittobepluckedbythefirsthandifitbefairenough,readytomeltbeneaththefirstlipsiftheybewarmenough。'Tissaidthatitisthemanwholovesandthewomanwhoacceptsthelove。Butthatisnottrue。Itistheman,Kari,whowaitstobelovedandpaysbackjustasmuchasisgiventohim,andnomore,likeanhonestmerchant;forifhedoesotherwise,thenhesuffersforit,asIhavelearned。Therefore,come,Quilla,andloveasaCelestialcanandIswearthatstepbystepI'llkeeppacewithyouinfleshandspiritthroughHeaven,orthroughHell,sinceloveImusthave,ordeath。"
　　"Iprayyou,talknotso,"saidKariagain,inafrightenedvoice,"sincethosewordsofyourscomefromtheheartandwillbeheard。Thegoddessisawoman,too,andwhatwomanwillturnfromsuchabait？"
　　"Lethertakeit,then。Whynot？"
　　"Because,Ofriend,because/Quilla/iswedto/Yuti/;theMoonistheSun'swife,andiftheSungrowsjealouswhatwillhappentothemanwhohasrobbedthegreatestoftheworld'sgods？"
　　"IdonotknowandIdonotcare。IfQuillawouldbutcomeandloveme,I'dtakemychanceofYutiwhomasaChristianIdefy。"
　　Karishudderedatthisblasphemy,thenhavingoncemorescannedthatsilverpathwayonthewaters,butwithoutavailforthegreatfishordriftingtreeorwhateverhehadseen,wasgone,prayedafterhisfashionatnight,toPachacamac,SpiritoftheUniverse,ortotheSunhisservant,godoftheworld,Iknownotwhich,androllinghimselfinhisrugofskins,creptintoourlittlehuttosleep。
　　ButasyetIdidnotsleep,forthoughKarihatedboth,thistalkofloveandwomenhadstirredmybloodandmademewakeful。SoItookaroughcombthatIhadfashionedfromtheshellofaturtle,anddraggeditthroughmylongfairbeard,which,growingfast,nowhungdownfaruponmybreast,andthroughthecurlinghairthatlayuponmyshoulders,forIhadbecomeasotherwildmenare,andsangtomyselftherebythelittlefirewhichwekeptburningdayandnightandtriedtothinkofhappythingsthatnevershouldIknowagain。
　　AtlengththefitpassedandIgrewwearyandlaidmyselfdownbythefire,forthenightbeingsofineandwarmIwouldnotgointothehut,andtheresleepfoundme。
　　Idreamedinmysleep。Idreamedthataverybeautifulwomanwhoworeuponhernakedbreasttheemblemofthemoonfashionedincrystal,stoodoverme,lookingdownuponmewithlargedarkeyes。Andasshelookedshesighed。Thriceshesighed,eachtimemoredeeplythanthelast。Thenshekneltdownbyme——orsoitseemedinmydream,andlaidatressofherlongdarkhairagainstmyyellowlocks,asthoughshewouldmatchthemtogether。Shedidmore,indeed——inmydream——forliftingthattressoffragranthair,sheletitfalllikethistledownacrossmyfaceandmouth,andthenkissedthehair,forIfeltherbreathreachmethroughitsstrands。
　　Thedreamendedthus,thoughIwishedverymuchthatitwouldgoon,andIfeltasthoughithadgoneawayassuchvisionsdo。Awhilelater,asIsuppose,Iawokequitesuddenly,andopenedmyeyes。
　　There,neartome,glitteringinthefulllightofthebrilliantmoon,stoodthewomanofmydream,onlynowhernakedbreastwascoveredwithasplendidcloakbroideredwithsilver,andonherdarklockswasafeatheredheaddressinfrontofwhichrosethecrescentofthemoon,likewisefashionedinsilver。Alsoinherhandsheheldalittlesilverspear。
　　Istaredather,formoveIcouldnot。ThenrememberingmycrazytalkwithKari,utteredoneword,onlyone。Itwas——/Quilla/。
　　Shebowedherheadandansweredinavoicesoftasthemurmurofthewindthroughrushes,speakingintherichlanguagecalledQuichuathatKarihadtaughtme。Inthistongue,asIhavetold,wetalkedtogetherforpracticeduringourjourneysandontheisland。SothatnowIknewitwell。
　　"SoindeedamInamedaftermymother,the'Moon,'"shesaid。"Buthowdidyouknowit,OWanderer,whoseskiniswhiteasthefoamoftheseaandwhosehairisyellowasthefinegoldinthetemples？"
　　"Ithinkyoumusthavetoldmewhenyoukneltovermejustnow,"I
　　said。
　　Isawtheredbloodruntoherbrow,butsheonlyshookherhead,andanswered:
　　"Nay,mymother,theMoon,musthavetoldyou;orperchanceyoulearneditinthespirit。Atleast,QuillaamInamedandyoucalledmearight。"
　　NowIstoodupandstaredather,overcomebythestrangenessofthebusiness,andshestaredatme。Amarvellouslybeautifulwomanshewasinherdazzlingrobeandheaddress,andlightercolouredthananynativeIhadseen,almostwhite,indeed,inthemoonlightsaveforthecoppertingethatmarkedherrace;tall,too,yetnotover—tall;slimandstraightasanarrow,buthigh—breastedandround—limbed,andwithawildgraceinhermovementsliketothatofahawkuponthewing。
　　Alsotomyfancyinherfacetherewassomethingmorethancommonyouthfulbeauty,somethingspiritual,suchasgreatartistsshowuponthecarvencountenancesofsaints。
　　Indeedshemightwellhavebeenonewhosehumanbloodwasmixedwithsomeotheralienstrain——asshehadcalledherself,adaughteroftheMoon。
　　Aquestionrosetomylipsandburstfromthem;itwas:
　　"Tellme,OQuilla,areyouwifeormaid？"
　　"MaidamI,"sheanswered,"yetonewhoispromisedasawife,"andshesighed,thenwentonquicklyasthoughthismatterweresomethingofwhichshedidnotwishtotalk,"Andtellme,OWanderer,areyougodorman？"
　　NowIgrewcunningandanswered,"IamaSonoftheSeaasyouareaDaughteroftheMoon。"
　　Sheturnedherheadandglancedattheradiancewhichlayuponthefaceofthedeep,thensaidasthoughtoherself:
　　"Themoonshinesupontheseaandtheseamirrorsbackthemoon,yettheyarefarapartandnevermaydrawnear。"
　　"Notso,OQuilla。Outoftheseadoesthemoonriseand,hercourserun,intothesea'swhitearmsshesinkstosleepatlast。"
　　Againtheredbloodrantoherbrowandhergreateyesfell,thoseeyesofwhichneverbeforehadIseenthelike。
　　"Itseemsthattheyspeakourtongueinthesea,andprettily,"shemurmured,adding,"ButisitnotfromandintoHeaventhattheMoonrisesanddeparts？"
　　Atthatmomenttomygriefourtalkcametoanend,foroutofthehutcreptKari。Herosetohisfeetandstoodthereasevercalmanddignified,lookingfirstatQuillaandthenatme。
　　"WhatdidItellyou,Master？"hesaidinEnglish。"DidInotsaythatprayerssuchasyoursareanswered？Lo！hereisthatChildoftheMoonforwhomyousought,clothedinbeautyandbringinghergiftsofloveandwoe。"
　　"Yes,"Iexclaimed,"andIamgladthatsheishere。Fortherest,wereshebutmine,IthinkIshouldnotgrudgeherpricewhate'eritbe。"
　　QuillalookedatKarifrowningoverthespearthatwhenheappearedshehadlifted,asthoughtodefendherself,whichinmycaseshehadnotthoughtneedful。
　　"Sotheseabreedsmenofmyownracealso,"shesaid,addressinghim。
　　"Tellme,OStranger,howdidyouandyonderwhitegodcometothisisle？"
　　"Ridingontheoceanbillows,ridingforthousandsofleagues,"heanswered。"Andyou,OLady,howdidyoucometothisisle？"
　　"Ridingonthemoonbeams,"shereplied,smiling,"I,thedaughteroftheMoon,whoamnamedMoonandwearhersymbolonmybrow。"
　　"DidInottellyouso？"exclaimedKaritomewithagloomyair。
　　ThenQuillawenton:
　　"Strangers,Iwasoutfishingwithtwoofmymaidensandwehaddriftedfarfromland。AsthesunsankIcaughtsightofthesmokeofyourfire,andhavingbeentoldthatthisislewasdesert,myheartdrewmetodiscoverwhohadlitit。So,thoughmymaidenswereafraid,hitherIsailedandpaddled,andtherestyouknow。Hearken！Iwilldeclaremyself。IamtheonlychildofHuaracha,KingofthePeopleoftheChancas,bornofhiswife,aprincessoftheIncabloodwhonowhasbeengatheredtoherFather,theSun。Iamhereonavisittomymother'skinsman,Quismancu,theChiefoftheYuncasoftheCoastlands,towhommyfather,theKing,hassentanembassyonmattersofwhichIknownothing。Behindyonderrockismy/balsa/andwithitarethetwomaidens。Say,isityourwishtobidehereuponthisisle,ortoreturnintothesea,ortoaccompanymebacktothetownofQuismancu？Ifso,wemustsaileretheweatherbreaks,lestweshouldbedrowned。"
　　"Certainlyitismywishtoaccompanyyou,Lady,thoughagodoftheseacannotbedrowned,"IsaidquicklybeforeKaricouldspeak。
　　Indeed,hedidnotspeakatall,heonlyshruggedhisshouldersandsighed,likeonewhoacceptssomeevilgiftfromFatebecausehemust。
　　"Sobeit！"exclaimedQuilla。"NowIgotomakereadythe/balsa/andtowarnthemaidenslesttheybefrightened。Whenyouarepreparedyouwillfindusyonderbehindtherock。"
　　Thenshebowedinastatelyfashionandeparted,walkingwiththeproud,lightstepofadeer。
　　FromourlittlehutItookoutmyarmourandwithKari'shelp,putiton,becausehedeclaredthatthusitwouldbemoreeasilycarried,thoughIthinkhehadotherreasonsinhismind。
　　"Yes,"Ianswered,"unlessthe/balsa/oversets,whenIshallfindmailhardtoswimin。"
　　"The/balsa/willnotoverset,sailingbeneaththemoonwiththatMoon—ladyforapilot,"herepliedheavily。"Hadthesunbeenup,itmighthavebeendifferent。Moreover,thepathintoanetisalwayswideandeasy。"
　　"Whatnet？"Iasked。
　　"Onethatiswovenofwomen'shair,Ithink。Already,ifImistakenot,suchanethasbeenaboutyourthroat,Master,andnexttimeitwillstaythere。Hearkennowtome。Thegodsthrustusintohighmatters。TheYuncasofwhosechiefthisladyisaguestareagreatpeoplewhommypeoplehaveconqueredinwar,butwhowaittheopportunitytorebel,iftheyhavenotalreadydoneso。TheChancas,ofthosekingsheisthedaughter,areastillgreaterpeoplewhoforyearshavethreatenedwaruponmypeople。"
　　"Well,whatofit,Kari？Withsuchquestionsthisladywillhavenothingtodo。"
　　"Ithinkshehasmuchtodowiththem。Ithinkthatsheknowsmorethansheseemstoknow,andthatsheisanenvoyfromtheChancastotheYuncas。Towhomissheaffianced,Iwonder？SomeGreatOne,doubtless。Well,weshalllearnintime;andmeanwhile,Iprayyou,Master,rememberthatshesaysshe/is/affianced,andthatinthislandmenareveryjealousevenofawhitegodwhorisesfromthesea。"
　　"OfcourseIshallremember,"Iansweredsharply。"HaveInothadenoughofwomenwhoareaffianced？"
　　"Byyourprayerofthemoonthisnight,whichthemoonansweredsowellandquickly,onemightthinknot。Alsothisdaughterofhersisfair,andperchancewhenshegaveherhandshekeptherheart。Listenagain,Master。OfmeandofwhomIam,saynothing,savethatyoufoundmeonthisislandwhereIdweltahermitwhenyourosefromthesea。Asformyname,why,itisZapana。Rememberthatifyoubreathemyrankandhistory,howevermuchsweetlipsmaytrytocozenthemoutofyou,youbringmetomydeath,whonowdonotwishtodie,havingavengeancetoaccomplishandathronetowin。Thereforetreatmeasadog,asoneofnoaccount,andbesilenteveninyoursleep。"
　　"Iwillremember,Kari。"
　　"Thatisnotenough——swearit。"
　　"Good。Iswearit——bythemoon。"
　　"Nay,notbythemoon,forthemooniswomanandchanges。Swearitbythis,"andfrombeneathhisskinrobehedrewoutthegoldenimageofPachacamac。"SwearitbytheSpiritoftheUniverse,ofwhomSunandMoonandStarsarebutservants,theSpiritwhomallmenworshipinthisshapeorinthat。"
　　SotopleasehimIlaidmyhanduponthegoldensymbolandswore。
　　Then,veryhurriedly,wemadeupataleofhow,cladinmyarmour,I
　　hadrisenfromtheseaandfoundhimontheisland,andhowknowingmeforawhitegodwhoonceinagespasthadvisitedthatlandandwho,asprophecyforetold,shouldreturntoitindaystocome,hehadworshippedmeandbecomemyslave。
　　Thisdonewewentdowntotherock,KariwalkingaftermeandbearingalloursmallpossessionsandwiththemDeleroy'ssword。Passingroundtherockwesawthe/balsa/drawnuptothesand,andbyittheladyQuilla,whonowhadputoffherfinerobesandagainwasattiredasafishing—girlasIhadseenherinmydream,andwithhertwotallgirlsinthesamescantygarments。Whenthesesawmeintheglitteringarmour,whichinourlongidlehourswehadpolishedtillitshonelikesilver,withtheshielduponmyarmandthecasqueuponmyheadandthegreatswordgirdedaboutmymiddleandtheblackbowinmyhand,theyscreamedwithfearandfellupontheirfaces,whileevenQuillastartedbackandglancedtowardstheboat。
　　"Fearnot,"Isaid。"Thegodsarekindtothosewhodothemservice,thoughtothosewhowouldharmthemtheyareterrible。"
　　KarialsowenttothemandwhisperedintheirearswhattaleIknownot。Intheendtheyrosetrembling,andhavingmotionedtometobeseatedinit,withthehelpofKaripushedthe/balsa/,whichInotedwithjoywaslargeandwellmade,downintothesea。Thenonebyonetheyclimbedin,Quillatakingthesteering—oar,whileKariandthetwomaidenshoistedthelittlesailandpaddledtillwewereclearoftheisland,wherethegentlewindcaughtthe/balsa/。Thentheyshippedthepaddles,andalthoughfullladen,wesailedquietlytowardsthemainland。
　　NowIwasatthebowofthe/balsa/andQuillawasatitsstern,andbetweenusweretheothers,sothatduringallthatlongnight'sjourneyIhadnospeechwithherandmustcontentmyselfwithgazingovermyshoulderatherbeautyasbestIcould,whichwasnotwell,becauseofKari,whoeverseemedtocomebetweenmyeyesandhers。
　　Thusthelonghourswentbytillatlengthwhenwewerenearthelandthemoonsank,andwesailedonthroughthetwilight。Thencamethedawn,andthereinfrontofuswesawthelovelystrandgreenwithpalmswithinaringofsnow—cladmountains,twoofthemthegreatpeaksthatwehadseenfromourisle。
　　Ontheshorewasacityofwhite,flat—roofedhouses,andrisingaboveit,perchancethehalfofamilefromthesea,ahillfourorfivehundredfeetinheightandterraced。Onthetopofthehillstoodamightybuilding,paintedred,thatfromthelookofitItooktobeoneofthechurchesofthesepeople,inthecentreofwhichgleamedgreatdoorsthat,asIfoundafterwards,werecoveredwithplatesofgold。
　　"BeholdthetempleofPachacamac,Master,"whisperedKari,bowinghisheadandkissingtheairintokenofreverence。