PIQUI CHAQUI.
My face is not suited for that;
Always gay and ready to laugh,
My features are not shaped that way.
To look brave! not becoming to me.
What clarions sound on the hills?
It quickly cometh near to us.
(Both look out at different sides.)
OLLANTAY.
I doubt not those who seek me—come,
Let us depart and quickly march.
PIQUI CHAQUI.
When flight is the word, I am here.
(Exeunt.)
SCENE 5
The great hall of the palace of Pachacuti. The INCA, as before, seated on the tiana. Enter to him RUMI-ÑAUI.
PACHACUTI.
I ordered a search to be made,
But Ollantay was not to be found.
My rage I can scarcely control—
Hast thou found this infamous wretch?
RUMI-ÑAUI.
His fear makes him hide from thy wrath.
PACHACUTI.
Take a thousand men fully armed,
And at once commence the pursuit.