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 the waves of the Ganges," replied Dalani, in grief and anger.

In that dark night, standing on the broad thoroughfare, Dalani began to weep. The stars were then glittering overhead, the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers was being diffused on all sides and the leaves of trees, enveloped in darkness were murmuring under a gentle breeze. Dalani in a voice of agony cried, "Kulsam!"