_Podi._ Let them attack thy mother and sister, thou degenerate fool. Leave off thy mother’s breast, go to the house of Death; go to Colmighata, to the grave.[24] _Cow-herd._ I have also sent orders to prepare a pair of weeding knives. _Enter a Latyal or Club-man._ Oh! the Latyal of the Indigo Factory. _The Cow-herd flies off swiftly._ _Latyal._ Thou, Oh lotus-faced, hast made the tooth-powder very dear. _Podi._ (_Seeing the silver chain round the waist of the Latyal._) Your chain is very grand. _Club-man._ Don’t you know, my dear, the clothing of the bailiff and the dress of the dancer? _Podi._ I wanted a black calf from you a long while ago, but yet you did not give it me. My brother, I shall not ask from thee any more. _Club-man._ Dear lotus-faced, don’t be angry with me. To-morrow, we shall go to plunder the place called Shamanagara; and if I can get a black calf, I shall immediately keep that in your cow-house. When I shall return with my fish, I shall pass by your house. (_Exit the Club-man._) _Podi._ The Planter Sahebs do nothing but rob. If the ryots be loaded in a less degree with exactions they can preserve their lives; and you[25] can get your Indigo. The Munshies of Shamanagara entreated most earnestly to get ten portions of land free. “_The Thief never hears the instructions of Religion._” The wretched elder Saheb remained quiet, having burnt his wretched tongue. _Enter four Boys of a Native Patshala._ _Four Boys._ (_Keeping down their mats, and expressing great mirth with the clapping of their hands._) My dear Moyrani, where is your Indigo? My dear Moyrani, where is your Indigo? My dear Moyrani, where is your Indigo? _Podi._ My child Kesoba, I am your aunt. Never use such words to me. _Four Boys._ (_Dance together._) My dear Moyrani; where is your Indigo? _Podi._ My dear Ambika, I am your sister; don’t use me in this manner, _Four Boys._ (_Dance round Podi._) My dear Moyrani, where is your Indigo? My dear Moyrani, where is your Indigo? My dear Moyrani, where is your Indigo? _Enter_ NOBIN MADHAB. _Podi._ What a shame is this, that I exposed my face to the elder Babu. (_Exit Podi, covering herself with a veil._) _Nobin._ Wicked and profligate woman. (_To the children_) You are playing on the road still; it is now too late, go home now. (_Exit four boys._)