The Romance of Golden Star ...Griffith, George Chetwynd
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The Romance of Golden Star ...
Griffith, George Chetwynd
Fantasy fiction
But I made no halt here, nor did I let my companions even see the
treasure that was to be divided between Djama and the professor
according to my promise, for I had greater marvels in store for them.
So, lantern in hand, I led the way through a winding gallery behind the
pyramid of gold of which I told you before. At the end of this was a
door, formed by a revolving stone similar to that at the entrance to the
hall. This Tupac and another opened under my directions, and we entered
a long, straight passage behind it. At the end was a broad flight of
stone steps, and at the top were two low bronze doors bolted into
pillars on either side. The doors had no hinges, but they turned with
the pillars, and no one who did not know this, or how the pillars
turned, could open them. But this secret was one of many others that I
had brought with me from the past, and in a few moments the doors were
standing open before us.
We passed in, and I closed them behind us. Two of my men had come laden
with great candles and torches, and these I had lighted and placed in
golden sconces which stood out from the walls in the great hall into
which we had passed through the bronze doors. When this had been done, I
beckoned to Tupac, and went silently with him to the other end of the
hall, where, on a throne of gold under a canopy of silver, sat a silent
figure clad in the imperial robes, and with a mask of beaten gold over
its face, according to the ancient custom. It was the effigy of the
great Yupanqui, father of Huayna-Capac, which had been seated here since
his death, as an emblem of the unbroken sovereignty of his race, giving
place in turn to his son and grandson on the days that they were
crowned, and being replaced when the ceremony was over.
Now, with Tupac's help I carried the effigy into a little chamber behind
the throne, and there quickly removed my upper clothing and dressed
myself as I had done before in the Hall of Gold, and took my place on
the throne. Then I bade Tupac lead Joyful Star, with her eyes still
bandaged, to me. When he had placed her before me, I made a sign to him,
and the bandage fell from her eyes. She turned white as death, and
staggered back a pace, with her hands clasped to her temples, and there
she stood, staring wide-eyed at me and all the splendours about her.
Wherever her gaze wandered it saw nothing but gold and silver and gems
and rich-dyed hangings of silk and wool, whose brilliant hues no time
could dim. The roof and the upper halves of the walls were covered with
plates of burnished silver. Around the walls, half-way between the floor
and the ceiling, ran a great cornice or ledge of gold, on which stood
the golden chairs in which were seated the mummies of the twenty Incas
which I had last seen in the Sanctuary of the Sun, looking down through
the eye-holes in their golden masks.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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