Four months passed away in the usual way, and then He permitted the pilgrims to return to Bengal. They invited Him to dinner and He lovingly spoke to them all, "Every year you come here to see me, undergoing many hardships on the two journeys. For this reason I feel inclined to forbid your coming, but the pleasure of your society tempts my heart. I had commanded Nityánanda to live in Bengal. He has come here in defiance of my order; what can I say to him? The [old] Adwaita Acharya, leaving his wife, children and home behind, performs a long and difficult journey to meet me. How can I repay the debt of his love? I merely sit here at Niláchal without having to do any exertion for your sake. I am a _sannyasi_, without wealth. With what shall I repay my debt to you? My only property is my body, and this I give up to you. Sell it, if you list." The Master's speech melted their hearts; tears ran down their cheeks without ceasing. He, too, wept clasping their necks, and weeping embraced them. So, they could not set out on their journey home that day, but passed five or seven days more at Puri in the same way. At last the Master consoled them and gave them leave to depart with composure of mind. The _bhaktas_ left the city weeping. The Master remained there in sadness of heart. Last year Jagadananda, the Master's companion, had by His leave gone to Nadia to see mother Shachi. She in delight listened day and night to his discourse on the Master and His doings. All the _bhaktas_ of Nadia met him and entertained him in their houses, listening in rapture to his talk about the Master's inmost things. At the house of Shivananda he prepared a pot of medicated oil, scented with sandal-wood, and taking it to Niláchal asked Govinda to rub it on the Master's head, to cure Him of bile, wind and other sickly humours. Govinda reported it, but the Master replied, "A _sannyasi_ is forbidden to rub oil, especially scented oil. Present it to the temple of Jagannáth, where it will be used in lighting lamps, and his labour will be supremely rewarded." Some ten days afterwards, Govinda repeated Jagadananda's request that He should accept the oil. The Master burst forth in anger, "Very well, engage a servant to rub me with the oil! Is it for such pleasures that I have turned _sannyasi_? What is ruin to me is a sport to you! Every one who will smell the fragrant oil on my person in the streets, will call me a carnal _sannyasi_!" Govinda remained silent on hearing this.