George Chetwynd Griffith,
The virgin of the sun
(1898)
“ It was in vain that Pizarro ordered Filipillo to put question after question to him, threatening and promising by turns. The fallen Inca had wrapped himself in unbending dignity and unbreakable silence, and neither word nor sign of interest in what was going on could be drawn from him. At length Valverde, who had long lost all patience, said angrily— “Señores, how much longer shall we suffer this heathen to trifle with us? We have made others speak, why not he as well?” ”
