The Muslim replied, "Hark you, Sir, I can let you off, but I fear the Sultan." Sanátan rejoined, "Fear not the Sultan. He has gone to Orissa. If he comes back, tell him that when Sanátan was sent to the bank of the Ganges to ease himself, he jumped into the river, sank down with his fetters, and could not be traced after much search. Fear not, I shall not live in this country, but turn _darvesh_ and go to Mecca." The Muhammadan was still reluctant. So Sanátan heaped up seven thousand Rupees before him, at the sight of which his greed was roused. At night he sent Sanátan across the river after filing off his fetters. Sanátan avoided the road by Telia Garhi, the gate of Bengal, and travelling day and night entered the Pátrá hills. There he besought a rustic land owner to guide him over the hill. A palmist present with the landowner whispered to him that Sanátan had eight gold coins with himself. At this the man gladly promised to convey Sanátan over the hill by his own servants at night and asked to prepare his meal in the meantime. With marks of honour he gave him rice. Sanátan bathed in the river, broke his two days fast, and reflected, "Why does this land-owner show respect to me?" Then he asked [his attendant] Ishán if he had any property with himself. Ishan replied, "Seven gold coins." At this Sanátan rebuked him saying, "Why have you brought this deadly thing with yourself?" Then he gave the seven pieces to the land-owner and sweetly said, "Take these from me and honestly conduct me over the hill. I am a run-away from the king's prison and cannot take the Telia Garhi road. You will acquire merit if you help me to cross the hill." The land-owner replied, "I knew before that your servant had eight gold pieces with him, and I had determined to murder you at night for the money. It is well that you have told me of the money, and so I have been saved from the sin of murder. I am so pleased that I shall not take the coins, but guide you gratis for the sake of merit."