"Oh, what will be my fate! Is there no means for my redemption?"
"Yes there is," replied a deep sombre voice from within the cave.
What, was Shaibalini actually in Hell? Startled and slightly frightened too, at this unexpected but awe-inspiring reply, Shaibalini asked,
"What will save me from this misery?"
That strange voice was again heard within the cave. It prescribed, as a penance for her sins, a religious vow, which she was to observe for twelve years. Was this actually a voice from Heaven?
"What is that vow and who will teach me how to observe it?" inquired poor Shaibalini, in a piteous voice.
"I shall teach you," was the reply of the unseen preceptor.
"Who are you?" Asked Shaibalini, encouraged at the hope of her salvation.
"Listen to what I say," was the only reply.
"What am I to do?" inquired Shaibalini in resignation.
"Take off your Saree, and wear what I give you instead," said the unknown voice. "Stretch out your hand to receive it."
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