Note 7 — Chapter III · THE WARNING OF THE LLAPA

So, wrapping his cloak more closely about him and throwing one corner of it over his left shoulder, he set out to walk rapidly out of the square and along the street which skirted the wall of the House of the Virgins, and by this he reached one of the city gates. The guard turned out as he approached, but at the sight of the yellow fringe on his brow7 and the familiar features of the great Inca’s youngest born they fell back in an orderly rank and saluted him as he passed out.