cry of grief that it seemed as if the day of judgment had come.' Many invoked their most venerated huaca, and cried out:
'Ay Huanacauri maytam ricuy sapra aucachic chomana huchayocta concayquita Incap cuchon.'
'O Huanacauri! behold where the wicked and cruel enemies cut the neck of the Inca.'
Even the Spaniards were horrified, for all knew that the young man was innocent, and had committed no offence.
Things being in this state, all the chief dignitaries of the Church hurried to the Viceroy. They were the Bishop of Popayan, the Provincials of all the religious orders, and the Kector of the Jesuits. They went down on their knees and entreated the ruthless Toledo to show mercy and spare the life of the Inca. They urged that he should be sent to Spain to be judged by the King in person. But no prayers could prevail with the obstinate, pitiless man. Juan de Soto, chief officer of the court, was sent on horseback with a pole to clear the way, galloping furiously and riding down the people. He ordered the Inca's head to be cut off at once, in the name of the Viceroy.
Tupac Amaru was told that the time had come. He took one step forward and raised his right arm. Instantly there was profound silence. He then said in a loud voice:
