SCENE V
INCA PACHACUTI AND RUMI-ÑAUI
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I go to call the troops at once;
The rebels on the Colla road,
I drive them flying down the rocks.
Thine enemy I bring to thee,
Dead or alive, Ollantay falls.
Meanwhile, O Inca, mighty Lord,
Rest and rely upon thy thrall.
[Exeunt.
END OF ACT I.
