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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 295 pages of information about The Virgin of the Sun.

“It’s all right,” he said triumphantly, “it’s vegetable ink, and this stuff has the power to bring it up as it was on the day when it was used.  It will stay like that for a fortnight and then fade away again.  Your manuscript is pretty ancient, my friend, time of Richard II, I should say, but I can read it easily enough.  Look, it begins, ’I, Hubert de Hastings, write this in the land of Tavantinsuyu, far from England where I was born, whither I shall never more return, being a wanderer as the rune upon the sword of my ancestor, Thorgrimmer, foretold that I should be, which sword my mother gave me on the day of the burning of Hastings by the French,’ and so on.”  Here he stopped.

“Then for heaven’s sake, do read it,” I said.

“My dear friend,” he answered, “it looks to me as though it would mean several months’ work, and forgive me for saying that I am paid a salary for my time.  Now I’ll tell you what you have to do.  All this stuff must be treated, sheet by sheet, and when it turns black it must be photographed before the writing fades once more.  Then a skilled person—­so-and-so, or so-and-so, are two names that occur to me—­must be employed to decipher it again, sheet by sheet.  It will cost you money, but I should say that it was worth while.  Where the devil is, or was, the land of Tavantinsuyu?”

“I know,” I answered, glad to be able to show myself superior to my learned friend in one humble instance.  “Tavantinsuyu was the native name for the Empire of Peru before the Spanish Invasion.  But how did this Hubert get there in the time of Richard II?  That is some centuries earlier than Pizarro set foot upon its shores.”

“Go and find out,” he answered.  “It will amuse you for quite a long while and perhaps the results may meet the expenses of decipherment, if they are worth publishing.  I expect they are not, but then, I have read so many old manuscripts and found most of them so jolly dull.”

Well, that business was accomplished at a cost that I do not like to record, and here are the results, more or less modernised, since often Hubert of Hastings expressed himself in a queer and archaic fashion.  Also sometimes he used Indian words as though he had talked the tongue of these Peruvians, or rather the Chanca variety of it, so long that he had begun to forget his own language.  Myself I have found his story very romantic and interesting, and I hope that some others will be of the same opinion.  Let them judge.

But oh, I do wonder what was the end of it, some of which doubtless was recorded on the rotted sheets though of course there can have been no account of the great battle in which he fell, since Quilla could not write at all, least of all in English, though I suppose she survived it and him.

The only hint of that end is to be found in old Potts’s dream or vision, and what is the worth of dreams and visions?

BOOK I

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