RUMI-ÑAUI.
Prince Ollantay! Incap Ranti!
Thy promotion gives me joy.
All the Antis now released,
Return rejoicing to their homes.
(He and all the Chiefs bow to Ollantay.)
GUARDS WITHOUT.
You cannot pass. Go back! go back!
Voice without. Why, is this a festive day?
Let me pass. I must see the king;
I pray you do not stop me,
Do not drive me from the door;
If you stop me I shall die.
Have a care. You will kill me.
TUPAC YUPANQUI.
What noise is that without?
GUARD.
It is a young girl who comes weeping
And insists upon seeing the king.
TUPAC YUPANQUI.
Let her come in.
(Enter Yma Sumac.)
YMA SUMAC.
Which is the Inca, my lord,
That I may kneel down at his feet?
UILLAC UMA.
Who art thou, charming maid?
Behold the King.
(Yma Sumac throws herself at the King’s feet.)