Oh, I say, leave off, let go of that, it’s my rosary.--Hallo,
Governor, what wild girl is this you have----
_Governor_
The girl has somehow managed to ensconce herself in a niche, safe
from the laws of this land, and we can’t lay hands on her. Our King
himself----
_Gosain_
Good heavens, now she’ll tear off my wrap of the Holy Name too. What
unspeakable outrage!
[_The Gosain flies._
_Nandini_
Governor, you _must_ tell me where you have taken Bishu.
_Governor_
They have summoned him to the court of judgement. That’s all that
there is to tell you. Let me go.
_Nandini_
Because I am a woman, you are not afraid of me? God sends His
thunderbolt through His messenger, the lightning spark--that bolt I
have borne here with me; it will shatter the golden spire of your
mastery.
_Governor_
Then let me tell you the truth before I go. It’s you who have dragged
Bishu into danger.
_Nandini_