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How should I release your guilty hand, which was caught in the very act of placing a noose on a neck fit only for strings of pearls?

What could have been the cause of this determination of hers to die?

Was it not this friend of yours?

How! I the cause of her death? I do not understand.

O lady! how do you mean?

It was that loved one, whoever she is, that was painted by your friend on the stone. My mistress took this determination in a fit of despair, saying to herself, "Through his devotion to that woman, I am not accepted, even when offered to him by Mitrávasu."

How, then! This is that Malayavatí, daughter of Viśvávasu! Yet, except from the ocean, how could there be the birth of a digit of the moon? Ah! How I have been taken in by her!