50. My Chandála father is here ploughing in the field, with his sturdy yoke of bulls, and has the figure of a demon, standing in the cemetery with his haggardly hungry and dusky stature. 51. This food is for him, and may be given to you, if you will agree to espouse me; because the husband deserves to be served even at the peril of one’s life. 52. To this I replied, I agree to take thee to my wife, for what fool is there that will abide by the usage of his family, when his life is in danger? 53. She then gave me half of the food she had with her, as Mádhaví parted with half of her ambrosia to the hungry Indra of old. 54. I ate the Chandál’s food, and drank the beverage of _Jambu_ fruits which she gave me; and then rested at that place, and fell to a sleep caused by my fatigue and long walking. 55. Then she approached to me, as a black cloud advances before the sun; she held me in her arms, and led me onward with her guiding hand, and as fondly as her second self. 56. She took me to her father, a fat and ugly fellow of a repulsive appearance; as the tormenting agony of death, leads a person to the hideous cell of the devil. 57. My companion whispered to his ears the tidings of our case, as the black bee hums her tale softly to the ear of an elephant (in order to sip his frontal juice or ichor of _mada-bárí_). 58. This man, said she, is to be my husband, if you, my father, will give your consent. To this he expressed his approval by saying—“Vádham be it so” by the end of this day (when marriage rites usually take place and is called godhuli, or the dusty dusk of returning herds from their pasture grounds). 59. He loosened the bulls from their yoke, as the regent of death releases his hell hounds. And it was in the dusk of the day, when the sky was obscured by the evening mist, and rising dust of _godhuli_, that we were dismissed from the demons’ presence, to take our own way. 60. We passed the great jungle in a short time, and reached the Chandála’s abode in the evening; as the demons pass amidst the funeral ground, to rest in their charnel vaults at night. 61. The dwelling had on one side, the slaughtered monkeys, cocks and crows; and swarms of flies flying over them, and sucking the blood sprinkled over the ground. 62. The moist entrails and arteries of the slaughtered beasts, that were hung up to be dried in the sun; were chased by the ravenous birds of the air, that kept hovering over them; while flocks of birds fluttered over the _Jambira_ trees (to pick up the fruits for their food). 63. There were heaps of fat laid up to be dried in the portico, and ravenous birds flying over them; and the skins of the slain animals, which were besmeared with blood, lay in piles before their sight. 64. Little children had bits of flesh in their hands, beset by buzzing flies; and there were the veteran Chandálas, sitting by and rebuking the boys.