SCENE IV
Chitra
Why do you watch me like that, my warrior?
Arjuna
I watch how you weave that garland. Skill and grace, the twin brother and sister, are dancing playfully on your ringer tips. I am watching and thinking.
Chitra
What are you thinking, sir?
Arjuna
I am thinking that you, with this same lightness of touch and sweetness, are weaving my days of exile into an immortal wreath, to crown me when I return home.
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