_Monk._ What happened here, sister in Buddha? _Vasantasenā._ [_Despairingly._] Nothing but what is fitting--for a courtezan. _Monk._ Sister in Buddha, support yourself by this creeper[82] that clings to the tree, and rise to your feet [_He bends down the creeper. Vasantasenā takes it in her hand, and rises._] _Monk._ In yonder monastery dwells one who is my sister in the faith. There shall my sister in Buddha be restored before she returns home. You must walk very slowly, sister. [_He walks about and looks around him._] Make way, good people, make way! This is a young lady, and I am a monk, yet my conduct is above reproach. The man whose hands, whose lips are free from greed, Who curbs his senses, he is man indeed. He little recks, if kingdoms fall or stand; For heaven is in the hollow of his hand. 47 [_Exeunt._ FOOTNOTES: [Footnote 72: An allusion to the practice by which the Buddhists induced a state of religious ecstasy.] [Footnote 73: The five senses.] [Footnote 74: Ignorance.] [Footnote 75: The body.] [Footnote 76: The conceit of individuality.] [Footnote 77: Used as an appetiser.] [Footnote 78: The elaborate puns of this passage can hardly be reproduced in a translation.] [Footnote 79: See page 13.] [Footnote 80: The four cardinal points, the four intermediate points, the zenith, and the nadir.] [Footnote 81: The region of Yama, god of death.] [Footnote 82: A monk may not touch a woman.] ACT THE NINTH THE TRIAL [_Enter a beadle._] _Beadle._ The magistrates said to me "Come, beadle, go to the court-room, and make ready the seats." So now I am on my way to set the court-room in order. [_He walks about and looks around him._] Here is the court-room, I will enter. [_He enters, sweeps, and puts a seat in its place._] There! I have tidied up the court-room and put the seats in readiness, and now I will go and tell the magistrates. [_He walks about and looks around him._] But see! Here comes that arrant knave, the king's brother-in-law. I will go away without attracting his attention. [_He stands apart. Enter Sansthānaka, in gorgeous raiment._] _Sansth._ I bathed where water runs and flows and purls; I shat within a garden, park, and grove With women, and with females, and with girls, Whose lovely limbs with grace angelic move. 1 My hair is shometimes done up tight, you shee; In locks, or curls, it hangs my forehead o'er; Shometimes 't is matted, shometimes hanging free; And then again, I wear a pompadour. I am a wonder, I'm a wondrous thing. And the husband of my shishter is the king. 2