SURANGAMA. Go to him in utmost humility and resignation, and all shame will vanish in a moment.
SUDARSHANA. I cannot help confessing that I have met with my uttermost defeat for all the rest of my life. But pride made me claim the largest share in his love so long. Every one used to say I had such wonderful beauty, such graces and virtues; every one used to say that the King showed unlimited kindness towards me-this is what makes it difficult for me to bend my heart in humility before him.
SURANGAMA. This difficulty, my Queen, will pass off.
SUDARSHANA. Oh, yes, it will pass—the day has arrived for me to humble myself before the whole world. But why does not the King come to take me back? What more is he waiting for yet?
SURANGAMA. Have I not told you my King is cruel and hard—very hard indeed?
SUDARSHANA. Go out, Surangama, and bring me news of him.
SURANGAMA. I do not know where I should go to get any news of him. I have asked Grandfather to come; perhaps when he comes we shall hear something from him.
SUDARSHANA. Alack, my evil fate! I have been reduced to asking others to hear about my own King!
SUDARSHANA. I have heard that you are my King’s friend, so accept my obeisance and give me your blessings.
GRANDFATHER. What are you doing, Queen? I never accept anybody’s obeisance. My relation with every one is only that of comradeship.
SUDARSHANA. Smile on me, then—give me good news. Tell me when the King is coming to take me back.
GRANDFATHER. You ask me a hard question, indeed! I hardly understand yet the ways of my friend. The battle is over, but no one can tell where he is gone.
GRANDFATHER. I cannot find any trace of him here.
SUDARSHANA. Has he gone? And do you call such a person your friend?
GRANDFATHER. That is why he gets people’s abuse as well as suspicion. But my King simply does not mind it in the least.
SUDARSHANA. Has he gone away? Oh, oh, how hard, how cruel, how cruel! He is made of stone, he is hard as adamant! I tried to move him with my own bosom—my breast is torn and bleeding—but him I could not move an inch! Grandfather, tell me, how can you manage with such a friend?
GRANDFATHER. I have known him now—I have known him through my griefs and joys—he can make me weep no more now.