up the stair to carry his message. The house was surrounded by a lovely garden.
Nishâkar said to Sonâ, "I will walk in this garden; do not oppose me, and when the summons comes, call me in from here," and thereupon gave him also a rupee.
When Rupo approached his master, Gobind Lâl was so occupied that the servant had no opportunity to speak of the visitor. Meanwhile Nishâkar, wandering in the garden, cast his eyes upwards and saw a lovely woman standing at the venetians looking at him. Rohini, seeing Nishâkar, was thinking, "Who can this be? I don't think he belongs to this neighbourhood. Judging from his dress he must be some grandee. What a fine man he is! handsomer than Gobind Lâl?—no, not that, Gobind Lâl's complexion is so clear; but this one has a fine mouth and fine eyes, specially the eyes. Oh, my, what eyes! Where can he have come from? He cannot be from Haridrâ village, for I know every one there. Could I not get a couple of words with him? What harm would it be? I would never be unfaithful to Gobind Lâl." While Rohini was thus thinking, Nishâkar
