_Darduraka._ Well then, listen to me. Just give him ten more, and let him go to gambling again.
_Darduraka._ If he wins, he will pay you.
_Mathura._ This is no time for nonsense. If you say that, you can give him the money yourself. My name is Mathura. I'm a swindler and I play a crooked game, and I'm not afraid of anybody. You are an immoral scoundrel.
_Darduraka._ Who did you say was immoral?
_Darduraka._ Your father is immoral. [_He gives the shampooer a sign to escape._]
_Mathura._ You cur! That is just the way that you gamble.
_Mathura._ Come, shampooer, pay me my ten gold-pieces.
_Shampooer._ I'll pay you this very day. I'll pay at once. [_Mathura drags him about._]
_Darduraka._ Fool! You may maltreat him when I am away, but not before my eyes.
[_Mathura seizes the shampooer and hits him on the nose. The shampooer bleeds, faints, and falls flat. Darduraka approaches and interferes. Mathura strikes Darduraka, and Darduraka strikes back._]
_Mathura._ Oh, oh, you accursèd hound! But I'll pay you for this.
_Darduraka._ My good fool, I was walking peaceably along the street, and you struck me. If you strike me to-morrow in court, then you will open your eyes.
_Darduraka._ How will you open your eyes?
_Mathura._ [_Opening his eyes wide._] This is the way I'll open my eyes.
[_Darduraka throws dust in Mathura's eyes, and gives the shampooer a sign to escape. Mathura shuts his eyes and falls down. The shampooer escapes._]
_Darduraka._ [_Aside._] I have made an enemy of the influential gambling-master Mathura. I had better not stay here. Besides, my good friend Sharvilaka told me that a young herdsman named Aryaka has been designated by a soothsayer as our future king. Now everybody in my condition is running after him. I think I will join myself to him. [_Exit._
_Shampooer._ [_Trembles as he walks away and looks about him._] Here is a house where somebody has left the side-door open. I will go in. [_He enters and perceives Vasantasena._] Madam, I throw myself upon your protection.
_Vasantasena._ He who throws himself upon my protection shall be safe. Close the door, girl. [_The maid does so._]
_Vasantasena._ You may open the door now, girl.
_Shampooer._ [_To himself._] Ah! Her reasons for not fearing a creditor are in proportion to her innocence. The proverb is right: