_Enter_ REBOTI _and_ KHETROMANI. Welcome, my dear sister, I have been sending for you for these many days; still I see, you don’t get time to come. O our youngest Bou, here take your Khetra; here she is come. She was troubling me for these days, saying, My sister Khetra, of the Ghose family, is come from her father-in-law’s house; then, why is she not yet coming to our house? _Reboti._ Yes, such is your love towards us. Khetra, bow down before your aunt. (_Khetromani bows down._) _Soirindri._ Remain with your husband for life; wear vermillion even in your white hair; let your iron circlet[13] continue for ever, and the next time you go to your father-in-law’s house, take your new-born son with you. _Aduri._ The young Haldarni speaks most fluently before me; but this young girl bowed down before her; and she spoke not a single word. _Soirindri._ Oh! what of that. Aduri, just go and call our mother-in-law here. (_Aduri goes out._) The fool knows not what she says. For how many months is she[14] with child? _Reboti._ Did I yet express that? The bad turn of my fortune (_broken forehead_) is such, that I yet cannot say whether that is actually the case or not? It is because that you are very familiar with us, that I tell it you: at the end of this month she will be in her fourth month. _Saralota._ Khetra, why did you cut off the curls of your hair? _Khetro._ The elder brother of my husband was much displeased at seeing the curls in my hair. Our mistress said, that curls agree best with prostitutes and women of rich families. I was so much ashamed at hearing his words, that from that very day I cut off my curls. _Soirindri._ Youngest Bou, the shades of evening are spreading about; just go, my sister, and bring the clothes. _Enter_ ADURI _again_. _Saralota._ (_Standing up._) Aduri, come with me; let us go up, and bring down the clothes. _Aduri._ Let young Haldar first come home, ha! ha! ha! (_Ashamed, Saralota goes away._) _Soirindri._ (_With anger, yet laughing._) Go thou unfortunate fool; at every word, you joke. Where is my mother-in-law? _Enters_ SABITRI. Yes, she is come. _Sabitri._ Ghose Bou, art thou come, and hast thou brought your daughter with you? Yes, you have done well. Bipin was making noise, therefore, I sent him out and am come here. _Reboti._ My mother, I bow down before you. Khetra, bow down before your grand-mother. (_Khetromani bows down._)