The absence of even a spear of grass bespoke the unfruitfulness of the soil, while large condors and galanasas hovered overhead, waiting for man or mule to fall, overcome by the heat; then they would alight with exultant cries to a horrible feast.

The water of the caravan was rapidly exhausted and they suffered the pangs of thirst.

Toward evening, with parched throats and weary bodies they reached an oasis in the shape of a poor village.

There was water in abundance however, and that was more precious to the wayfarers than the sight of great palaces.

Being refreshed, they proceeded to the town of Lurin, where they arrived late at night and found the place occupied by Peruvian troops.