Then the Gamarala says, "The Gods be witnesses! Endless times, having
heard the talk, the Rakshasa asked at the hand of the woman, 'What is
that I hear?' Now then, having come on this journey indeed, he will
eat us. What shall I do? Let him eat, on account of my foolishness
in coming."
Then the Tom-tom Beater says, "If so, I will say you ate rice-dust
porridge."
The Rakshasa, having heard that talk also, again asked at the hand
of the woman, "What, Bola, is that I hear?"
Then the woman says, "What is it, Ane! Appa! that you are making
happen to-day? There is very much wind; owing to it will the coconut
leaves stay without waving about?" At that time also, having said,
"Aha," the Rakshasa remained without speaking.
Then the Tom-tom Beater again says, "Gamarahami, I have the mind to
beat a tom-tom verse."
The Gamarala said, "What is the reason why you (ombaheta) have such
a mind to die?"
The Tom-tom Beater says, "So indeed! I will say that you ate rice-dust
porridge."
Then the Gamarala said, "Beat very slightly and slowly, so that
[the sound] will not come even to the ear."
The Tom-tom Beater having said "Ha," very loudly beat, "Dombitan,
Dombitan."
Then when the Rakshasa, without asking the woman [about this noise]
was ascending a great distance along the ladder, in order to go to
the upper floor, the Tom-tom Beater dropped the rice pestle on the
Rakshasa, and dropped the rice mortar. When he dropped the millet
stone the Rakshasa died.
The Tom-tom Beater, taking the tom-tom, went to his village. The
Gamarala calling the Rakshasa's wife [in marriage] remained at the
Rakshasa's village.
North-western Province.