Gobind. "How did it get in there?"
Rohini. "I put it there. The day the true will was written, I came at night and stole it, putting the false one in its place."
Gobind. "But why? What made you do it?"
Rohini. "It was at Hara Lâl Babu's urging."
Gobind. "Then what did you come to do last night?"
Rohini. "To put in the true will and steal the forged one."
Gobind. "Why so? What was in the forged one?"
Rohini. "To the elder Babu three-fourths, to you a forty-eighth share."
Gobind. "Why did you come to change it? I did not urge you."
Rohini wept. With much difficulty she checked her sobs to say, "No, you did not ask me to change it, but you gave me what I had never had—what I shall never have again in this life."
Gobind. "What is that, Rohini?"
Rohini. "You remember on the steps of the Bârunî tank?"
Gobind. "What was it, Rohini?"
