And like the hollow waves of a great sea they answered him,--

“We will die for Chitor.”

There was silence and Marwar spoke.

“The women?”

“Do they not know the duty of a Rajputni?” said the King. “My household

has demanded that the caves be prepared.”

And the men clashed stew joy with their swords, and the council

dispersed.

Then that very great saint, the Twice-Born, put off the sacred thread

that is the very soul of the Brahman. In his turban he wound it

secretly, and he stained his noble Aryan body until it resembled the

Pariahs, foul for the pure to see, loathsome for the pure to touch,

and he put on him the rags of the lowest of the earth, and taking the

Prince, he removed from the body of the child every trace of royal and

Rajput birth, and he appeared like a child of the Bhils--the vile forest

wanderers that shame not to defile their lips with carrion. And in this

guise they stood before the Queen; and when she looked on the saint, the

tears fell from her eyes like rain, not for grief for her son, nor for

death, but that for their sake the pure should be made impure and the

glory of the Brahman-hood be defiled. And she fell at the old man’s feet

and laid her head on the ground before him.

“Rise, daughter!” he said, “and take comfort! Are not the eyes of the

Gods clear that they should distinguish?--and this day we stand before

the God of Gods. Have not the Great Ones said, ‘That which causes life

causes also decay and death’? Therefore we who go and you who stay are

alike a part of the Divine. Embrace now your child and bless him, for we

depart. And it is on account of the sacrifice of the Twelve that he is

saved alive.”

So, controlling her tears, she rose, and clasping the child to her

bosom, she bade him be of good cheer since he went with the Gods. And

that great saint took his hand from hers, and for the first time in the

life of the Queen he raised his aged eyes to her face, and she gazed at

him; but what she read, even the ascetic Visravas, who saw all by

the power of his yoga, could not tell, for it was beyond speech. Very

certainly the peace thereafter possessed her.

So those two went out by the secret ways of the rocks, and wandering

far, were saved by the favour of Durga.

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