l her servants for
nothing. But Sharvilaka, where did you find such a fortune that
you can think of buying my freedom from my mistress?
_Sharvilaka._
A victim to my pauper plight,
And your sweet love to win,
For you, my timid maid, last night
I did the deed of sin. 5
[60.16. S.
_Vasantasena._ His face is tranquil. It would be troubled, if he had
sinned.
_Madanika._ Oh, Sharvilaka! For a mere nothing--for a woman--you
have risked both things!
_Sharvilaka._ What things?
_Madanika._ Your life and your character.
_Sharvilaka._ My foolish girl, fortune favors the brave.
_Madanika._ Oh, Sharvilaka! Your character was without a stain.
You didn't do anything _very_ bad, did you, when for my sake you
did the deed of sin?
_Sharv._
The gems that magnify a woman's charm,
As flowers the creeping plant, I do not harm.
I do not rob the Brahman of his pelf,
Nor seize the sacrificial gold myself.
I do not steal the baby from the nurse,
Simply because I need to fill my purse.
Even as a thief, I strive with main and might
For just distinction 'twixt the wrong and right. 6
And so you may tell Vasantasena this:
These ornaments were made for you to don,
Or so it seems to me;
But as you love me, never put them on
Where other folks may see. 7
_Madanika._ But Sharvilaka, ornaments that nobody may see, and
a courtezan--the two things do not hang together. Give me the
jewels. I want to see them.
_Sharvilaka._ Here they are. [_He gives them to her with some uneasiness._]
_Madanika._ [_Examining the jewels._] It seems to me I have seen
these before. Tell me. Where did you get them?
P. 104.15]
_Sharvilaka._ What does that matter to you, Madanika? Take them.
_Madanika._ [_Angrily._] If you can't trust me, why do you wish to
buy my freedom?
_Sharvilaka._ Well, this morning I heard in the merchants' quarter
that the merchant Charudatta--
[_Vasantasena and Madanika swoon._]
_Sharvilaka._ Madanika! Come to yourself! Why is it that now
Your figure seems to melt in limp despair,
Your eyes are wildly rolling here and there?
That when I come, sweet girl, to make you free,
You fall to trembling, not to pitying me? 8
_Madanika._ [_Coming to herself._] O you reckless man! When you
did what you ought not to have done
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