 and Nicolamora of the Incas. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Irving Deemson Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. Throughout the ages, men have been willing to sacrifice a great deal in the search for lost treasures, even their very lives. In tonight's play, Secret of the Incas, we will take you to the lofty andes of Peru and the frantic race to find a fabulous sunburst of the ancient tribe of Incas. And we have the original stars of this exciting adventure drama from Paramount Pictures. Charlton Heston and Nicolamora. The descendants of the Incas have searched for centuries for the symbol of their past glories, a fabulous golden disc encrusted with jewels. Once found, say the legends, the incarnation will rise again to even greater glories. There are others who search for this golden disc, but for different reasons. One of them is an American. His name is Harry Steele. That first brought me down here. Peru is a mountain country. Needed air transportation and I had flying. Nice, neat, 24 passenger job. That was the beginning of the Harry Steele charter airline. It ended with a sudden merger between the nice, neat, 24 passenger job and extra tall, hungry Andes. No plane, no income. But there are ways of making a buck, even in Cusco. If you've ever been to Peru, you've heard about Cusco. Maybe you've even landed at the airport there. You might even have seen me hanging around the waiting room talking to Bert Springer. Bert's the American agent for the airline and field manager. Harry, hurry! Yeah? That Morgan was looking for you. Morgan, that makes my day complete. Let's see you fly this. Well, the plane just coming in. Yeah, give me the names of any of them that sound like tourists. Rich tourists. Mr. and Mrs. Winston from Boston. Mr. and Mrs. Richmond from St. Louis. Is that it? That's it. Okay, Winston and Rich. Oh, one other thing, any private plans to do in? You know private planes don't come in here, Harry? No harm in asking, is it? The answer is always no. Yes, some day the answer might be yes. Suppose a private plane does come in? Then what? Just between you and me, Bert, I'll steal it. You're writing passages will please bring their passage in the lobby. You know, Harry, for a moment I almost believed you had, said I. Where'd Morgan say it'd be? El Prado, you ought to stay away from that crook. Why, he makes me feel honest. Well, here come my pigeons, I'll see you, Bert. Okay. Mr. and Mrs. Winston, Mr. and Mrs. Richmond. Oh, is there somebody stating us? I am Madam, welcome to Cusco City of Light. I'm Harry Steele. The airlines ask me to guide you around the city. One hundred solos a day, each. Oh, maybe the airline hadn't asked me to take over. Nobody ever bothered to check out. I heard of the Winston's and the Richmond's into a taxi and delivered them to the hotel. After that, I dropped by Ed Morgan's hangout, El Prado. What a huge hulk of a man bending over the billiard table in the pool. Morgan, I've been looking for you, Harry. Yes, sir, I heard. I got a deal for you. Ask what it's about first. Details come later. How much? I don't know, it's a girl. I'm Gary, I'm a Romanian, I'd say, from her name. She needs help. She'll tell you. She gets them tonight from her father's coming by truck. People don't ride in trucks unless they're trying to get past the border in this section. That's right. Well, I'll be seeing you. One more thing. I thought there might be something else. I hear the Archaeological Museum just put up a new exhibit, a big stone carving inca. That's what you heard, huh? I heard an Indian found a carving with a corner missing from it. Anything else? I heard the Indian sold the missing piece to an American. I heard it might be the key to the hidden inca treasure. You get good ears, Morgan. But I just thought I'd mention it in case you had something to tell me. No, can't think of a thing. Except to be seeing it. There's the knife out of the door and nobody in sight. So I turned and headed back for the funny thing just happened to me. You see this knife? Throw it on the floor. Who does it belong to? Not me. Who does it belong to? Friendy needs a little practice. His aim is bad. Well, that's why I use him, Harry. But I really don't anything serious. That's a friendly hint. Yeah. Next time you try hitting to me, Morgan, you better hire a guy that throws a straight blade because if he doesn't, I'm coming after you. Now, you're quite a guy, aren't you, Piston? Big, good-looking, bigger. You got everything. You know, I was like you once. I came down here to teach him the score, a quick million, and then home. 14 years I've been waiting for a line on that anchor treasure. You waited till you're old and fat and tired, didn't you? Even if you make that million, now you're too used up to spending. Harry, you got that stone, the missing piece that serves for the treasures, very good. You got it. You know where it is, and you need a pardon. Not you, Morgan. Listen to me, Harry. I told you, I'm not interested, Morgan. A party of tourists was unpacked, washed up, and panting to see the sights of Cusco. I gave him a quick whirl for the shops around the plaza, hiked through the university. For the evening show, I've brought him back to the main dining room of the Hotel de Torreces. Me, I headed for the bar. Oh, Mr. Theo, Mr. Theo. Oh, something, Mrs. Winston? My husband isn't feeling well. I just sent him up to the room. Do you think it's after that? No, he doesn't need one. Just tell him to take it easy, stop prancing around the dance floor at this altitude. Yes. Cusco is over two miles high, isn't it? It is. Mr. Theo. Just call me Harry. Good. The altitude doesn't affect you, does it? I'm used to it. Good again. The orchestra is saying a ronda, Harry. I take my excitement in tall glasses. You know, you're quite an enigma. All afternoon, I've wondered why a man seemingly as capable as you. Harry is himself in this half-forgotten corner of the world. A lot of people have asked me that, Mrs. Winston. Women? Yeah. You see, I came down here with an airplane. And it smashed against the mountain. You've been asking around. Well, what was left of the plane paid my way out of the hospital, but I owe the Peruvian Mining and Transport Company 8,000 solace for gasoline and hangar space. Till I can pay it, they take a dim view of me getting an exit visa. An exit visa? Yeah. Maybe you'd like to lend me the money? Maybe you'd like to show me some nightlife? With Mr. and Mrs. Richmond. That's up to you. There's not much to see. What there is, you'll find at the place called El Prado. Ask for Ed Morgan. He'll take care of it. Thanks for all your trouble, Mr. Steele. We'll see you in the morning. OK. And well, here's another double. Very decored you, Mr. Steele. Would you be Mr. Harry Steele? That's right. I don't remember seeing you around. You haven't. I arrived tonight from Lafayette right track. Oh, Ed Morgan sent you. Yes. Please, there is somewhere we can talk alone. Yeah, come on. Manuel, skip the drink. Hey, you've got seats somewhere in this party room. It is no matter. Mr. Steele, I am Elena Antonezcu. Romanian? Yes, refugees. How'd you get out under the fence? In a way, from Europe, I go to La Paz. And in La Paz, I hear that Mr. Ed Morgan in Cusco can help me. Now, Mr. Morgan said it might be Mr. Steele. Call me Harry. Thank you. Just, uh, what's this help to be? I want to get into the United States. Why don't you ask me something easy, like a nice little murder, a boatload of penises? All I wish for you is to go north. If I can get even to Mexico, I will be that much closer to the United States. Now, um, no passport, no papers. None. Besides, uh, wanting to come to Cusco and any particular reason why you left La Paz? The police. No visible means of support. They need glasses. Please, without your help, I'm in serious trouble. How much money have you got? Well, about $50. You're still in trouble. But it's all the money I have. That's not money. That's tips. I'm sorry, but the wheels just don't turn for $50. I see. Oh, look. I've seen too many women cry before. It won't work. Maybe you should try somebody else. There is nobody else. It's no use. You come after me. Oh, well. The Romanian cancer. It flew to La Paz to get me. Oh, that's a different story. It wasn't because of the police. You never leave behind the R.M. curtain. You don't know what it's like. And they do anything to get a refugee back. They'll follow me here. Well, that still gives you a couple of days to figure something out. The next passenger flight isn't due till Friday. I didn't tell you that the Romanian can still fly his own plane. No, you didn't. Flies his own. A big plane and a little one. I don't know why. Kind of a hobby of mine, planes. He's in La Paz. Yes. Well, what's his name? Anton Marco. Here, maybe you can use this. What is it? Key to my hotel room. Oh, no, I. Look, you've got to stay undercover. The room's all yours. I'll work out some details. Details? Yeah. I'll tell you about them later. One of the details was a phone call I had to make. Long-distance call across the national boundary to La Paz, Bolivia. It was after midnight when I finally made the connection. Bueno. Bueno. Senor Anton Marco, por favor. You say el señor Marco. Oh, double said English, senor Marco. Yes. My name is Steele. Harry Steele, Mr. Marco. Interesting phone call, you might say. Very rewarding. Next morning, I had him send breakfast up to the girl in room 620. After that, possibly the past the time I escorted my tourists, Winston's and Richmond's, through the great cathedral in the museum. Curator opened the vault for him, brought out his rarest exhibits. This was found in the tomb just outside Cusco. And now, our most cherished and most valuable relic. A golden sunburst. That's with the finest jewels of the Inca Empire. How do we know they're the finest, senor Fernandez? How about that sunburst that was stolen from the temple of the sun 400 years ago? Well, we only know that by reputation. Perhaps it's merely a legend. Pretty specific for a legend. 30 pounds of pure gold, set with 119 diamonds and 243 other jewels. And no one knows where it is now? No. You're sure, Harry? More than. When did you develop it, say, for museums? Just now. I want to talk to you, Harry. Will you listen? Harry, I'm losing my patience. Harry, will you listen? I am listening to the most beautiful sound in the world. Single engine, John. Just great. City of Light, Mr. Marco. You are the man who fell upon me? Harry steals the name. And the young lady we talked about? I have already and waited. Splinted. And where? Before we get to that, Mr. Marco, suppose we talk about pangos and lotes, whatever you use in Romania. Oh, your money. I have it here in this envelope. This better call me Harry. Yeah. Oh, dear. OK, now we go talk to Bert Springer. Springer? The airport manager. I thought you might like to order a full load of gasoline, in case, uh, flying out of here in a hurry, maybe? You are the man after my own kind, Mr. Steve. I am, huh? Marco to the hotel, checked him in, and told him he could meet his young lady in the bar in 10 minutes. Then I went upstairs and broke the news to Ms. Antonesecuit. Wasn't easy. I've never seen such a look of terror come into a woman's eyes. Just, just for money? No, for Marco's plane. I want that plane so bad I can taste it. I had to use you as a bait to get Marco to fly it up here. And you expect him to give you his own tail? I'll get it, but I need your help. Then you are not ready to turn me over, Marco. I never said I was going to, and when I fly out of here, you go with me. Mexico? Well, let's talk about that when we get the plane. How? Oh, we need the keys. That's your job. He's waiting for us in the bar? Right now. Then the sooner, the better, Mr. Steve. Swell, oh, Ms. Antonesecuit. Yes? Call me Harry. The gentleman wants another drink. Pronto. Yes, Mr. Franco. And what about you, Mr. Steve, and our lovely companion? OK, three drinks, Manuel. Very bien, señor. That is seven eats. And if I agree to return with you. This is J for the chanclé. Because I prefer to speak English. That doesn't matter, señor Steve. Yeah. The drinks, señor, you want them as before? Exactly the same. One glass with double scotch, two glasses, plain soda, and iced tea. But your chan, señor, is so much whiskey. At this altitude, it goes to be very bad. No. Really? Seven eats. Elena, do you have seven eats? Perhaps. Perhaps what? We are not talking to you, Mr. Steele. Elena, do you have seven eats? Do you have seven eats? Yeah, we got that part. What else? Do you have seven eats? Come here. Mr. Steele. Yeah, right now. Keys are in his hip pocket. I'll put you in the front yard. Maybe you better help, señor Marcu, to his room. Yeah, you know how it is. Too much whiskey at this altitude, it goes to the head very bad. Gee, very bad, señor. In his pocket, señor. Good girl. Let's see him. What about our luggage? I'll send a boy up for it. Let's have the keys. At the right hand, Harry. Huh? When we are in the plane. Oh, that's the way it's going to be. Just when I thought you were beginning to trust me, Ms. Andrescu. Corny, Elena. I needed Marcu's plane, but for different reasons. Timing was everything. We reached the airfield at exactly midnight. That's when the lights in the administration building turn off. The only other light was in the hangar. Marcu's plane was right outside at the head of the runway. Wide circle around the hangar just to be sure of everything. I'll have the hair and hair. Must be that G, alongside Marcu's plane. I need some possible. Maybe not. I think I can get rid of them. You have a gun? No. Here's what we do. You start moving toward the plane. Keep to the north side of the hangar so they won't see you. And when the soldiers run out of the hangar, you beat it to the plane. Understand? I think so. All right. Unlock the plane. Get inside and unlock the instrument panel. About that time, I'll be along. You're sure? No. I'll start walking toward that plane. Head outside the big glass window with a weighty. So we're still in Peru, not too far from Cusco. But we have been flying for almost... In circles. That clearing coming up at us is all part of my dinner. You said you'd take me to Mexico. I didn't say when. Meanwhile, maybe you've heard of Machu Picchu. No. It's an ancient city of the Incas. You'll see it in a few hours. What do you want to go to this place? It's out of the high rent dispute. The end of the line. I'm not going with you. Fine. You wouldn't get far hiking through the jungle in those high French heels. And about two, three days, you won't be lonely. There's plenty of wildlife to keep you company. I think in my luggage I'm walking shoes. Just in the bank of the Europa River. Machu's plane had a collapsible rubber lifeboat, which we used as a ferry. After that, keep in the jungle. Don't waste your energy on chit chat. Well, Harry, I know all about California. Everything. All the apples come from there. Apples? Yeah, sure, sure. You see? I know everything about the United States. I want to go there to live, so I have to day and read all about it. Ask me anything, Harry. And I can tell you. But I'm a cherry tree. Abraham Lincoln. I didn't think you'd know. The altitude, the altitude. The winds will get used to it. Machu's features still higher. You have friends there? I hope not. Nobody goes there. Just ruins. Huge city of stone built in the mountain top. The Enki has left it with laws for 1,000 years. A city of stone. A piece of stone which you carry. Is it from that city? What piece of stone? In your coat pocket. To us, I have seen you take it out and look at it like a man looks at a woman where they are in law. Maybe this sort of look. No, you cannot pretend it. Maybe this sort of kiss. Why did you do that? Maybe to change the subject. Come on, on your feet. Let's move it. This afternoon, when we reached the crest of the mountain, we came to a precipice for the sheer drop of air through the fog. We met out solid forms. Towers of stone. Huge, gigantic, unbelievable towers of stone that you paid you. And anyone described it. A dream. And this one is going to come true. I hear it. Perhaps a shipper. Ah, I'd like to. There's something else down there at the foot of the road. Did you see him? Yes, then. I mean, Tynah, it means there's somebody else here to do some digging. Looks like some sort of an archaeological expedition. Well, we'd better start thinking up a good story for ourselves. When we reached the floor of the valley and started toward the tents, it was a good-sized camp. Beyond, coming down from the ruins was a long procession of Indians. That's where the music was coming from. They walked almost into the center of the camp before we spotted one of the archaeologists. He was a tall, good-looking guy. Start at us as if we were some sort of mirage. Hello there. Dr. Livingston, I presume. Oh, more air is my name. We don't have a Livingston with our expedition. I see a joke. My name's Steele. Harry Steele. This is Miss Selena Antonescu. Pleasure, Miss Antonescu. May I ask how in the world you two have to be? Our plane was forced down. Mr. Steele is my pilot. Yeah, we've run out of gas. Made landing about 10 miles back. Some natives told us you were up here. We hoped you might have gasoline. I'm sorry. We have no use for it, I'm afraid. There is gasoline at the Ampou, Dr. Ampou, of course. Miss Antonescu, Mr. Steele, may I present Colonel Cardoza? How do you do? I am honored. Well, I'm in charge of this expedition. It's Colonel Cardoza, who's the final authority. The Colonel represents the Peruvian government and sees to it that we don't appropriate any valuable souvenirs. Found anything that fits that description? This afternoon, Mr. Steele, in one of the tombs we found the mummy of the Mamakuna. The Mamakuna? The high priestess of Machu Picchu. It is her mummy which the Indians are now bringing down into the camp. It requires great service. Mr. Steele, about your gasoline problem? Oh, yeah, the gasoline. How short-wave the tombs go, then, so supply base, and has to send up some by fuel by pack train? Oh, you have a short wave, sir. Naturally. We're very much in touch with civilization up here. Really? That's comforting to know, isn't it? Colonel Cardoza and Dr. Moorhead, I'd miss Selena and to ask you, I wasn't too worried about them being in a sweat to get the gasoline up to us. But that short-wave radio, we ate dinner around the campfire, and afterwards, Dr. Moorhead trotted out some of the trinkets they'd found in the ruins. Pottery, necklaces, knives. The whole show was interesting. For Elena's benefit, beginning to disappear when these objects were made. We believe that the finest specimens are still to be found somewhere in the ruins above us. In, uh, Manco's tomb, maybe? You know quite a bit about Inca history, Mr. Steele. Well, Manco was a great prince, wasn't he? Yes. We think we have located his tomb. We hope to enter it within a day or two. You think you'll find the sunburst? You have heard about that, too, eh? Hasn't everybody? I haven't. What is this thunder? A legend, Ms. Antonescu. Supposedly, a great golden plate studied with diamonds and other jewels. The story goes that it was the symbol of Inca power, that it was stolen from the temple of the sun and hidden in Manco's tomb. And if this golden sunburst can be found, the Inca nation will rise again to even greater power. Well, this is what the Indians believe. Even though they're here in your camp? And they, above all, they say there is a map carved in stone, a key that will lead its owner to the great sunburst. A map carved in stone? How big would this stone be? See what you started, Mr. Steele? In another moment, we'll be discussing the positive reality of ghosts. It's not a bad idea. Why don't we? I took a land into the special tent that Moorhead had put up for me. I know why you wanted to come here. I figured you did. See, both I tell Moorhead, oh, Cardo. You won't. Not unless you want to get sent back to Romania for your trouble. You're the only way out of Peru with me. You forget something, Harry. The radio. Don't bother. All they must do is contact any station. They will hear about it. That we stole the Marcos' pen. I don't know. Cardo's had tried to use the shortwave just a little while ago. Seems it was out of order. You take care of everything, don't you, Harry? Everything. You just relax and have sweet dreams. Yes. Good night. Good night. Harry, today while we were climbing the mountain, we stopped and you kissed me. You remember it, Harry. Why did you do it? I have the faintest idea. Good night. Cardo's invited us to go with him into the tunnel that diggers were driving under one of the temples. Morehead called one of the Indians over to us. Roger Kutek. Peter. I want you to meet some new friends. Santa Nescu and Mr. Steele. Roger Kutek is pure ink, a descendant of the old princes. A charge of old digging. The Indian gave me a cold stare and then spat in the ground. He's skillier. Oh, no. Tell him I understand Keshavar very well. Oh, must apologize. Why? What did he say? He said I have a gray face. The Indians say that for some will not be trusted. Liar, cheat, and a thief. That's OK, Doc. You see, according to our calculations, Ronco's tomb is directly ahead of us. We may break through at any moment. With dust, Delaine and I spent most of our time outside. The third afternoon, I wandered back to my tent to stretch out for a while. As I lifted the tent flap, I saw a pair of boots in my bed. Come in. Don't be bashful. How did you find me? Logic, my boy. You stole Marco's plane, but it never turned up at any of the airfields within range of your gas supply. So I figured you hadn't tried to go very far. Maybe just far enough to be near the anchor treasure. Hasn't been found yet. But soon? I think they're on the track of Manco's tomb. And the sunburst, it'll be there. That's what it says in the stone. And you've still got the stone. What do you think? Hand it over, Harry. No. Harry, maybe I should remind you that we're in business together and it's big business. We just had a meeting and we selected the new chairman of the board. These six votes are for me. And the little man with a big gun wins. It's in my pocket. All right, take it out. Feelings are good. What about me? What's our deal? 50-50. We get the sunburst and we get out of here together. When we get back to civilization, we split everything. You trust me, don't you, Harry? So sure, completely. What about the girl? I like girls. This one, she could wind up with all I've got if she works on it. New crop. Mr. Steele, Mr. Steele, he's a pachetexer. Yeah, what is it? Dr. Mohed and Colonel Cardoza ask you to come to tunnel. Manco's tomb has been found. All right, I'll be there. Thank you. So unhappy, Harry. That's good news. It's the best. And I'm right here to share it with you. Shut up. Stalled up by the arrival of Morgan at Machu Picchu, so I told Mohed and Cardoza that just before the plane crash, I'd managed to send out a radio call. And Morgan had picked it up and had come searching for us. But they're excited, but they hardly listened to my explanation. Gentlemen, this is the most important day of my life. Think of it. The tomb of Manco found. A great event, yes. I suggest we all have a drink on this. Right now, but the tomb is wrecked. We've reached the war, but we won't explore the interior until tomorrow. Tomorrow? Yes. Acha Kutek has requested a delay in order that his people may perform the required ceremonies. Now we must have ceremonies? Of course. This is an event of great religious importance to the Incas. That's no reason for us to put off our own celebration. No, no. Mr. Steele, Mr. Morgan, if you would get the journey. Yes, yes. Count us in. Oh, well, by the way, Dr. Mohed, I've been thinking of doing a little hunting up here. You mind lending me a rifle? Oh, I'm afraid there's no game up at this altitude. We're too high. I might be lucky. I'll find something to shoot at. No, we do not have any firearms, Mr. Steele. There is no use for them. Ah, that's a real disappointment, isn't it, Harry? Out of single gun and camp? Yeah, out of his sight. Dinner, I managed only a few words to Elena. The whole valley glowed that night with a flare of 100 torches. The Indians were streaming in from all sides, from somewhere up the ruined towers of Machu Picchu. We could hear them music. Elena and Mohed went up to watch the sun. You are very quiet, ma'am, doctor. You make me feel comfortable. And yet there's so much I'd like to tell you. I'm listening. You will probably find it difficult to understand the excitement occasioned by archaeological findings, but I believe the science of archaeology reached its very peak in Egypt, from the Valley of the Kings, tomb of King Tutankhamun, an enormous room lined with gold at Gold Sarcophagus, fabulous jewels, rich carvings, alabaster jade. When they lifted the fantastic sheath of gold at Calvary of the King, they found the most precious thing of all, a single flower on his breast, put there by his wife, 4,000 years ago. Why do you tell me this, Dr. Mohed? Because I tell you that I love you, and I would like you to be my wife. But you don't know me. Elena. You know nothing about me. What is there to know? For two years I've tried to get to the United States. This is only Peru, and I've had to do many unhappy things just to get here. No, no, that matters, Elena. Let me take you to the United States as my wife. To California. Anywhere you like. To California, where they have all the apples. Is you thinking of oranges? Am I? Yes. California is famous for oranges. Dr. Mohed, there is something I must know, something important. Yes. Walk her down the cherry tree. Why, George Washington, of course. Why does it matter? He lied to me, lied to me, even about that. I'm even about George Washington in Abraham Lincoln. You cannot tell the truth. I can never trust you. You can't trust the dark, is that it? Yes, to marry me. It is not funny. I guess it isn't, it's just all wrong. You're like you, you're made for somebody like me, and you know it. We go together like fire and smoke. No, never. I can do without you, you know why? In my country, when you want to know what kind of man a boy will be, you look at his father. Yes, and this friend of yours, this Morgan, he could be your father. Morgan, that thieving lump of blubber? Yes, Harry, I can see him in your eyes. The way you think, the way you talk, one day you will not be Harry anymore, you will be him. I'm too tall to make a good Morgan. For a tall man, you are the smallest man I ever met. I think a stone under the oil lamp and muttering to himself. It doesn't make sense. The carving on his stone doesn't look like anything I've ever seen before. Have you seen a mirror? A mirror? Yeah, that's what one of those circles is supposed to be. Now you can read it like a book, huh? Like a book. That looks like I'm going to have to depend on you after all. What you're planning to? Partners on this. Oh, sure, sure. We wish we could get into that tomb tonight. You know, for 14 years, I've been dreaming about that sunburst, all of gold and jewels. And now it's almost in my hands. The hours, Harry, hours. We'll split 50-50, a diamond for you and a diamond for me. How about it, Harry? If you turn $1 million, it's worth that, at least. You know what makes me shake just thinking about this? Yeah, look at my hands. I can't hold them still. You see, Harry? I see, yeah. But what's the matter with you, Harry? Don't stare at me like that. Harry, what in blazes are you looking at? What do you see? Me, Morgan. Only me. This morning, we all landed the tunnel together. Moorhead, Cardozo, Petricutec, Galena, Morgan, and me. The beam of Moorhead's flashlight showed a hole about the size of a man's head broken into the wall of the tomb. First, it had to be made bigger. How do they know that he's not consumed? By research, Ms. Antonette, you at least were reasonably sure. You mean you're not positive, it might turn out to be a dud? No archeological finding, it does, Mr. Morgan. Petricutec, put on your desk masks. Hey, what about us? Only members of the expedition will be allowed to enter the tomb. The rest of you must wait here. And he crawled through the hole, then in a moment we saw Moorhead's flashlight sweeping the interior. Morgan started to shake again, sweat-rolled down his cheeks. Galena, she just stood there watching the tombers with an odd look. Then we heard Petricutec yell. Uncle Igor. Well, what does he say? Well, what does he say? It's Manko's tomb, pal. Talk in English, you fool. It's about the sunbursts. It's me and her. They'd never believed in a golden sunburst, so they weren't disappointed. They'd found Manko's tomb his mummy in enough pottery and knick-knacks to keep him busy for weeks. But the Indians in the camp, they took the news hard. There was no music that night. There was only silence and a cold wind. I didn't see it. It's like when one has believed in something of somebody and they learn it is hopeless. Only the Indians will believe again. Petricutec's been telling them the sunburst will be found somewhere, sometime. And you, Harry, will you go on looking? The sunbursts would have been nice, but I've found something to take its place. No, you haven't found me. Well, it's more head after head. Well, give him my congratulations, just in case I don't see him again. You're leaving? Yeah. Morning, I slipped out of bed and rummaged through his jacket. Found the stone, all right, out of the pockets. 10 minutes later, I crawled through the opening into Manko's tomb. Just as I'd expected. More head and car doors had left their equipment in the tomb. Flashlights, crowbars, carrying sacks. Mum here at Manko was in the center of the room. At the far end was a great stone throne and above it was a stone sunburst. I played the flashlight on the sunburst. Was highly polished stone. Shot back the light at me like a mirror. A mirror. The stone map showed the carving of a mirror. I turned to see where the rays reflected but the sunburst would focus in the opposite wall. Yes, they pinpointed just one particular slab of stone. I grabbed one of the crowbars. Flashlight named it at the opening. Flashing red and green and blue and white and yellow. And to the mother, the tunnel, the whole camp of the clue, Morgan, was fined it and then get it away from Morgan. Speaking for the government of Koro, Mr. Steele, I wish that there were some way in which we might show our appreciation. You can. You can tell me where I'll find Ms. Lenten askew. I believe she's in her tent. Thanks, but there might be one other thing, Colonel. Name it, sir. Well, speaking for the government of Peru, maybe you might arrange an exit visa on my passport. You shall be done. Thank you.