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atting for all the world as though they had been in her own Paris drawing…room。
 Was it possible that she was really satisfied; as she had said? What imaginable food could these black dwarfs find to appease her tremendous vanity? Or was she merely living the motto of the French philosopher?
 Harry was demanding that he be allowed to visit her apartment; this she refused; saying that if he were found there by the king nothing could avert a catastrophe。 Harry's brow grew black; I could see his effort to choke back his anger。 Then Desiree led him away from the topic; and soon they were both again laughing merrily。
 Some forty…eight hours passed; in that perpetual blackness there was no such thing as day。 We saw no one save Desiree and the serving men。 Once a messenger appeared carrying a bundle of quipos; I was able to decipher their meaning sufficiently to understand that we were invited to some religious ceremony in the great cavern。 But I thought it injudicious to allow a meeting between Harry and the king; and returned a polite refusal。
 It may be of interest to some to know the method; which was extremely simple; as in ordinary munications the quipos are easy to read。 I removed two knots from the white cord…the sign of affirmative…and placed two additional ones on the black cord…the sign of negative。 Then on the yellow cord…the sign of the Child of the Sun and submission to him…I tied two more knots to show that our refusal meant no lack of respect to their deity。
 Which; by the way; was not a little curious。
 Here were the descendants of the subjects of Manco…Capac; himself a son of the orb of day; still holding to their worship of the sun; though they had not seen its light for four centuries。
 Deserted by their god; they did not abandon him; an example from which the followers of another and more 〃civilized〃 religion might learn something of the potency of faith。
 But to the story。
 As I say; I was anxious to avoid a meeting between Harry and the king; and subsequent events proved my wisdom。 Harry was acting in a manner quite amazing; it was impossible for me to mention the king even in jest without him flying into a violent temper。
 As I look back now I am not surprised; for our harrowing experiences and the hopelessness of our situation and the wilfulness of Desiree were enough; Heaven knows; to jerk his nerves; but at the time I regarded his actions as those of a thoughtless fool; and told him so; thinking to divert his anger to myself。 He took no notice of me。
 We were left entirely to ourselves。 At regular intervals our food was brought to us; and within a week we had accumulated a large supply of the dried fish against necessity; besides my collection of six golden platters; of which more later。
 Once in about twenty…four hours two Incas; who appeared to be our personal attendants…for we were actually able to recognize them after half a dozen visits…arrived to perform the offices of chambermaid and valet。 The floor of the apartment was scrubbed; the urns refilled with oil; and the skin cover of the granite couch was changed。 It seemed that another belief…in cleanliness…had refused to be dislodged from the Inca breast。
 When I managed; by dint of violent and expressive gestures; to convey to our valet the idea that we desired a bath; he led us down the corridor some two hundred feet to a stream of cool running water。 We took advantage of the opportunity to scrub our clothing; which was sadly in need of the operation。
 I had early made an examination of the urns which furnished our light。 They were of gold and perfect in form; which convinced me that they had been brought by the fugitives from Huanuco; as; indeed; the quipos also; and several other articles we found; including our golden table service。
 The urns were filled with an oil which I was unable to recognize。 There was no wick; but round the rim or lip of each was set a broad ring carved of stone; which made the opening at the top only about two inches in diameter。 Through this the flame arose to a height of about two feet。
 Of smoke there was none; or very little; a circumstance which was inexplicable; as there seemed to be no possibility of the generation of gas within so small space。 But the oil itself was strange to me; and its properties may be charged to nature。
 As I say; I had collected six of the golden platters; one at a time。 Together they weighed about twenty pounds…for they were small and rather thin…which was near the amount required for my purpose。 I explained the thing to Harry; and we set to work。
 We first procured a vessel of granite from the attendant on some pretext or other…this for melting the gold。 Then we pried a slab of limestone from a corner of one of the seats; luckily for us it was very soft; having been selected by the Incas for the purpose of inserting in its face the crystal prisms。 Then we procured a dozen or more of the prisms themselves; and; using them as chisels; and small blocks of granite as hammers; set to work at the block of limestone。
 It was slow work; but we finally succeeded in hollowing out a groove in its surface about eighteen inches long and two inches deep。 That was our mold。
 Then to melt the golden platters。 We took four of the urns; placing them in a group on the floor; and just at the tip of the flames placed the granite vessel; supported by four blocks of stone which we pried loose from one of the seats。 In the vessel we placed the golden platters。
 But we found; after several hours; that we did not have sufficient heat…or rather that the vessel was too thick to transmit it。 And again we set to work with our improvised chisels and hammers; to shave off its sides and bottom。 That was more difficult and required many hours for pletion。
 Finally; with the profane portion of our vocabularies pletely exhausted and rendered meaningless by repetition; and with bruised and bleeding hands; we again arranged our furnace and sat down to wait。 We had waited until the dishes from our dinner had been removed; and we were fairly certain to be alone for several hours。
 Finally the gold was melted; stubbornly but surely。 We took the thick hide cover from the couch and; one on each side; lifted the vessel of liquid metal and filled our mold。 In an hour it was hardened into a bar the shape of a half…cylinder。 We removed it and poured in the remainder of the gold。
 It would appear that the gain was hardly worth the pains; and I admit it。 But at the least I had kept Harry occupied with something besides his amatory troubles; and at the best we had two heavy; easily handled bars of metal that would prove most effective weapons against foes who had none whatever。
 We had just removed the traces of our work as pletely as possible and secreted the clubs of yellow metal in a corner of the apartment when the sound of pattering footsteps came from the corridor。
 Harry gave me a quick glance; I moved between him and the door。 But it was Desiree。
 She entered the room hurriedly and crossed to the farther side; then turned to face the door。 Her cheeks were glowing brightly; her eyes flashed fire; and her breast heaved with unwonted agitation。 Before either she or I had time to speak Harry had sprung to her side and grasped her arm。
 〃What has he done now?〃 he demanded in a tone scarcely audible in its intensity。
 〃I…don't…know;〃 said Desiree without removing her eyes from the door。 〃Let me go; Harry; let me sit down。 Paul! Ah! I was afraid。〃
 〃For us?〃 I asked。
 〃Yes…partly。 The brute! But then; he is human; and that is his way。 And you…I was right…you should have gone to the Cave of the Sun when he required your presence。〃
 〃But it was merely an invitation。 Cannot one refuse an invitation?〃 I protested。
 〃But; my dear Paul; the creature is royal…his invitations are mands。〃
 〃Well; we were busy; and we've already seen the Cave of the Sun。〃
 〃Still it was an error; and I think you will pay for it。
 There have been unusual preparations under way for many hours。
 The king has been in my apartment; and messengers and guards have been arriving constantly; each with his little bundle of quipos; as you call them。〃
 〃Did you see the quipos?〃
 〃Yes。〃
 〃Did any of them con

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