Moon (with a heavy axe, and several other things, produces a rope, which he has coiled round him, and throws one end up the rock). I’ll show them a trick, General, that will beat all their jumping. (He prepares to throw the rope) Look out there aloft! (he throws) Now make fast Chiruca (he runs up the rope amid much laughter).
Drake. Well done, Moon! Always prepared; he’s loaded like one of Llamas.
Moon slides down again and holds the rope for Drake.
Moon. There, General, I have tried it for you.
Drake. That was a bright and seamanlike thought, Moon.
Drake, Oxenham, and the others ascend.
Moon. I wish I had brought a kedge anchor and a block or two with me, I think we shall need a whole running gear and tackle before we shall have warped through all these shoals and narrows (he secures about him his axe and various implements, and ascends the rope, amid cheers from the top of the rock. They are seen crossing over a deep craggy ravine, on a bridge of ropes twisted of fibres of trees, and so disappear in the distance at the other side). Scene changes.
Scene VI.—PALACE OF THE INDIAN CACIQUE.
First, the hedge of Prickly Pear—the outer defence. Secondly, the Moat with the drawbridge. The ground in front of the Palace. The surrounding country of rich and fertile plain. Further off the wooded heights, and winding Savannahs, with Lakes, Streams, and waterfalls terminating in the Sierra of lofty mountains.
Enter Drake, Chiruca, and the party across the drawbridge.