.--And what will become
Of poor Yasodhara?--I like her well.
I might still save her from her people's ruin.
A princess, sweet and noble, and herself
Descended from an ancient royal house. But
I hate that little youngster Rahula.
Whate'er betide, my deep-laid schemes will speed
And I shall profit by my master's doom.
[Music: Chopin's Nocturno. Opus 37, No. 2.]
[CURTAIN]
THIRD SCENE.
[Darkness covers the scene. Distant thunder and lightning. Gradually
it grows light again and the scene of YASODHARA'S bedroom becomes
visible. All luxury has been removed; she sleeps on a mat on the
floor, RAHULA in bed.]
_R._ Mother! Mother!
_Y._ Sleep my boy, it is almost midnight.
_R._ Take me up, Mother.
_YASODHARA picks RAHULA up._
_R._ Why do you sleep on the floor, Mother?
_Y._ Because father does so. Let me lay you down on your couch, you
must sleep.
_R._ Tell me more of father.
_Y._ I will to-morrow.
_R._ Tell me now. Is father a king?
_Y._ No, my son. But he is going to found a kingdom.
_R._ Will he be king of it?
_Y._ I do not know, my boy, but his kingdom will not be like other
kingdoms. It will be the kingdom of truth--a spiritual kingdom, a
kingdom of righteousness.
_R._ Is father rich?
_Y._ He scorns riches.
_R._ Why does he?
_Y._ He seeks other riches, the riches of religion, of the mind, of
spirit.
_R._ Did he find them?
_Y._ I believe he did.
_R._ He sends you news through Kala Udayin.
_Y._ No, Rahula, I send Kala Udayin out to watch him and when Kala
comes back he tells me what he saw and heard. Kala does not speak to
father.
_R._ Why does Kala not speak to father?
_Y._ Grandfather forbade him. When we sent out Devadatta and Ananda,
they became attached to the life of a hermit. They joined father and
did not come back; but Kala will not turn monk.
_R._ But this time he will speak to father.
_Y._ How do you know?
_R._ I heard grandfather bid him to.
_Y._ What did he bid him?
_R._ He bade Kala that he should tell father to visit us.
_She can scarcely conceal her joy._
_Y._ You heard grandfather say so?
_R._ I did, mother; grandfather said that he became old, and before he
died he wanted to see his son again.
_Y._ Why! did he really say so?
_R._ He did.
_Y._ Oh you darling son, then you will see him, too.
_R._ People say that he will be a Buddha.
_Y._ Yes, my son, some say he will be a Buddha and others doubt
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