meal, when she met a man called Surâpâla, and she put the meal down by the roadside and went and sat down and had a talk with him. Meanwhile a rascal called Mâladeva came by, and he mixed the meal up into the shape of a camel. When Mâdhakâ came back and saw what had been done she picked up the camel very carefully, so as not to break it and went home. On reaching home her husband met her, and seeing the camel made out of meal exclaimed: " What in the world is this? " His wife replied, " Well ! you must know that a few nights ago I dreamt that you had been eaten by a camel. Now set to work and eat the camel up that the camel may not eat you ! " When he heard this he was delighted at his wife's thoughtful affection and ate up the camel without any further delay.
Story XXIII
Next day Prabhâvatî's friends addressed her and said: " Go where the sandalwood ointment is rubbed off by the sweat which falls: Go ! where the sounds of love are manifold: where the tinkle
