The servant made a salaam and went away. The foreign woman remained sitting for sometime with her face in her hands.
Nobokumar asked leave to go. Then Moti rose as one from a dream, and asked in the same tone as before, "Where are you going to stop?"
Nob. In the house next to this.
Moti. I saw a palki near the house; is anybody with you?
Nob. My wife is with me.
Moti Bibi again got an opportunity for jesting, and said, "What, is she the peerless beauty?"
Nob. If you see her, you will know.
Moti. Is she to be seen?
Nob. (thoughtfully) Why not?
Moti. Then do me a favour. I am exceedingly anxious to see an unequalled beauty. I want to go to Agra and mention her. But not now; go away now, and in a little while I will send you word.
Nobokumar went away. After a few moments, many male and female servants and
