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 Diggaja. "No, no, Ashman! don't you be so angry. I'll eat."

The Brahmin began to eat again;—as soon as he had taken two or three mouthfuls, Ashmani said,

"Well, you have done,—rise and open the door."

Diggaja. "Let me but finish this handful."

Ashmani. "Your stomach will never cry 'hold'. Get up, or else I will divulge that you have eaten after speaking."

Diggaja. "Confound it! Here you are—I am getting up."

The Brahmin sipped the gandusha, rose up and opened the door.

On the door being opened, as Ashmani entered the room, Diggaja conceived that since his dearly-beloved was come, it behoved him to welcome her in a right gallant fashion. He accordingly waved his hand and exclaimed,

"This is a very fine piece of poetry" said Ashmani. "Wherefrom have you procured it?"