_Chandanaka._ All right. Go to court or to a hall of justice. What do I care for a puppy like you? _Vīraka._ I will. [_Exit._ _Chandanaka._ [_Looks about him._] Go on, driver, go on! If anybody asks you, just say "The cart has been inspected by Chandanaka and Vīraka." Mistress Vasantasenā, let me give you a passport. [_He hands Aryaka a sword._] [105.11. S. _Aryaka._ [_Takes it. Joyfully to himself._] A sword, a sword! My right eye twitches fast.[70] Now all is well, and I am safe at last. 24 _Chandanaka._ Madam, As I have given you a passage free, So may I live within your memory. To utter this, no selfish thoughts could move; Ah no, I speak in plenitude of love. 25 _Aryaka._ Chandanaka is rich in virtues pure; My friend is he--Fate willed it--true and tried. I 'll not forget Chandanaka, be sure, What time the oracle is justified. 26 _Chand._ May Shiva, Vishnu, Brahma, Three in One, Protect thee, and the Moon, and blessèd Sun; Slay all thy foes, as mighty Pārvatī Slew Shumbha and Nishumbha--fearfully. 27 [_Exit Vardhamānaka, with the bullock-cart. Chandanaka looks toward the back of the stage._] Aha! As he goes away, my good friend Sharvilaka is following him. Well, I 've made an enemy of Vīraka, the chief constable and the king's favorite; so I think I too had better be following him, with all my sons and brothers. [_Exit._ FOOTNOTES: [Footnote 68: A bad omen, in the case of a woman.] [Footnote 69: Lallādīkṣita says that these horoscopes indicate respectively distress, colic, stupidity, poverty, sorrow, destruction.] [Footnote 70: A good omen, in the case of a man.] ACT THE SEVENTH ARYAKA'S ESCAPE [_Enter Chārudatta and Maitreya._] _Maitreya._ How beautiful the old garden Pushpakaranda is. _Chārudatta._ You are quite right, my friend. For see! The trees, like merchants, show their wares; Each several tree his blossoms bears, While bees, like officers, are flitting, To take from each what toll is fitting. 1 _Maitreya._ This simple stone is very attractive. Pray be seated. _Chārudatta._ [_Seats himself._] How Vardhamānaka lingers, my friend! _Maitreya._ I told Vardhamānaka to bring Vasantasenā and come as quickly as he could. _Chārudatta._ Why then does he linger? Is he delayed by some slow-moving load? Has he returned with broken wheel or traces? Obstructions bid him seek another road? His bullocks, or himself, choose these slow paces? 2 [_Enter Vardhamānaka with the bullock-cart, in which Aryaka lies hidden._] _Vardhamānaka._ Get up, bullocks, get up! _Aryaka._ [_Aside._]