(Pitu Salla returns with a cup of water, a small covered vase containing food, and a torch which she gives to Yma Sumac. She leads Yma Sumac through bushes to the stone door, fixes the torch, presses something, and the door swings round.)
(CUSI COYLLUR is discovered senseless, extended on the ground, a snake twining itself round her waist.)
PITU SALLA.
Behold the princess for whom you seek.
Well! is thy heart now satisfied?
YMA SUMAC.
Oh, my friend, what do I behold?
Is it a corpse that I must see?
Oh, horror! A dungeon for the dead!
(She faints.)
PITU SALLA.
What misfortune has now arrived?
O my Sumac, my dearest love,
O come to thyself without delay!
Arouse thee. Arise, my lovely flower.
(Yma Sumac revives.)
Fear not, my dove, my lovely friend,
’Tis not a corpse. The princess lives,
Unhappy, forlorn, she lingers here.
YMA SUMAC.
Is she, then, still a living being?
PITU SALLA.
Approach nearer, and you can help.
She lives indeed. Look. Watch her now.
Give me the water and the food.