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Rh "Bok, bok, goll, goll," went the water as it gurgled into the kalsi, which seemed as though it objected to be filled. I have noticed that empty vessels, whether human or of earthenware, generally do object to be filled, and make a great hubbub over the process.

The kalsi being filled, Rohini ascended the steps, draped her wet garments gracefully about her, and walked very slowly home.

Then "chhollot-chhollot, thonâk, jhinik, thininikie-thin." In language such as this a conversation ensued between the kalsi, the water in the kalsi, and Rohini’s bracelets, in which Rohini mentally joined.

Rohini's mind.  "What about the stealing of the will?"

Water.  "Chhollot!"

Rohini's mind.  "It was a bad piece of business!"