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Friend, surely this is a good opportunity to show ourselves to the princess. Come, then, we will go up.

I will not yet enter.

Welcome to your highness! Chaturiká speaks the truth. Here is the husband promised by the goddess.

Girl, who is this?

From this form of his, which surpasses all others, I conjecture that he is the man given through the favour of the goddess.

[The heroine looks at the hero wistfully, and with modesty.

This form of thine, oh tremulous-eyed one, whose full breasts are agitated by thy breathing, is sufficiently fatigued by devotions. Why then, oh timid one, is it further distressed at my presence?

Through excessive alarm I cannot stand facing him.

[Looking at the hero sideways, and with a blush, she stands somewhat turned away.