So spoke the Master artfully, as he knew the Bhatta to be very proud of his learning, and to have long cherished the conceit that he knew all the _bhakti_-theology of the Vaishnavs and could expound the _Shrimad Bhágabat_ best. The Master's words curbed this pride of the Bhatta, and he longed to know the many disciples whose Vaishnav character the Master had just extolled. He asked, "Where do these Vaishnavs live? How can I meet them?" The Master replied, "Some live here, some on the bank of the Ganges (_i.e._, at Navadwip, Panihati etc.). These latter have all come here for the Car festival, and have taken up lodgings in this place. Here will you meet all of them." Next day when all the Vaishnavs came to the Master's place, He introduced them to the Bhatta. Their Vaishnav-splendour filled the Bhatta with amazement and he looked like a firefly in their company. Then he feasted the Master and His disciples on huge quantities of _mahá-prasád_. The _sannyasis_ sat down with Paramananda Puri on one side. The Master sat down between Adwaita and Nityánanda, while His disciples sat before and behind. The _bhaktas_ from Bengal were countless; they filled the yard row on row. Vallabh Bhatta marvelled at the sight of them and bowed at the feet of each. He himself served the _mahá-prasád_ to the Master and the _sannyasis_. They shouted _Hari! Hari!_ on receiving the _prasád_. The roar of Hari's name filled the universe. The Bhatta gave away garlands, sandal-paste, betel-leaf and nuts and delighted all with his reverence. On the day of the Car procession, the Master began _kirtan_. As before, He formed seven distinct groups of singers, under Adwaita, Nityánanda, Haridas, Vakreshwar, Shribas, Raghav Pandit, and Gadadhar, who sang at different places. The Master roamed about shouting _Hari_, while fourteen drums (_mádal_) lifted up the din of the _sankirtan_. The sight filled Vallabh Bhatta with marvel; he flew into a transport of delight and could not control himself. Then the Master stopped the dance of the others and began to dance Himself. As he gazed on the Master's beauty and the exuberance of His _prem_, the Bhatta believed that the Master was Krishna himself!