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P. 166.5] Chandanaka. Come, come! Vīraka, Vishalya, Bhīmāngada, Dandakāla, Dandashūra, and the rest of you!

Come quick, my reliables! Work! Now begin!

Lest the old king go out, and a new king come in.

Search gardens, and dives, and the town, and the street,

The market, the hamlet, wherever you meet

With what looks suspicious. Now, Vīraka, say,

Who saved the young herdsman that just broke away?

Who was born when the sun in his eighth mansion stood,

Or the moon in her fourth, or when Jupiter could

Be seen in his sixth, or when Saturn was resting

In his ninth, in her sixth house when Venus was nesting,

Or Mars in his fifth? Who will dare to be giving

The herdsman protection, while I am still living?

Vīraka. Chandanaka, you mercenary!

I swear on your heart, he's been long out of prison,

For the herdsman escaped ere the sun was half risen.

Vardhamānaka. Get up, bullocks, get up!

Chandanaka. [Discovers him.] Look, man, look!

A covered cart is moving in the middle of the road;

Investigate it, whose it is, and where it takes its load!

Vīraka. [Discovers him.] Here, driver, stop your cart! Whose cart is this? who is in it? where is it going?

Vardhamānaka. This is Chārudatta's cart. Mistress Vasantasenā is in it. I am taking her to the old garden Pushpakaranda to meet Chārudatta.

Vīraka. [Approaches Chandanaka.] The driver says it is Chārudatta's cart; that Vasantasenā is in it; that he is taking her to the old garden Pushpakaranda.

Chandanaka. Then let it pass.

Vīraka. Without inspection?