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two or three days passed. No one brought Bhramar, Bhramar did not come. Gobind Lâl thought, "Bhramar has dared me, I'll make her cry for a bit. She has been very unjust to me, let her weep a little." He wept himself at the sight of their vacant room. He wept as he thought of Bhramar's want of faith in him. To think of quarrelling with Bhramar brought tears. Then, wiping them away, he became angry. In anger he sought to forget her. But how could he forget? Joy goes, memory remains. A sore may heal, but the scar remains. Man goes, his name remains.

Finally, foolish Gobind Lâl thought that the best way to forget Bhramar was to think of Rohini. The brilliancy of Rohini's unusual beauty had not for a single day deserted the heart of Gobind Lâl. He forcibly refused it admission, but it never