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Surja Mukhi never bestowed anything upon the thief, therefore if he stole, he was but a thief. But to you Surja Mukhi gave her all; therefore you are committing the worst of thefts. Nagendra, it were better for you to die. If you have the courage, drown yourself. Shame! shame! Kunda Nandini; why do you tremble at the touch of a thief? Why are the words of a thief as a thorn in the flesh?
He did not venture to ask him to eat; he would leave that task to Kamal. But when Kamal Mani heard that Surja Mukhi was no more, she would undertake no duty. Leaving Satish Chandra, for that night she became invisible. The servants, seeing Kamal Mani bowed to the ground with hair unbound, left Satish and hurried to her.
Soon after, the Dewan sent word to the mistress that the estate was going to ruin. She asked, "Why?" "Because the Babu will not see to things. The people on the estates do just as they please. Since the Karta is so careless, no one heeds what I say." Surja Mukhi answered: "If the owner looks after the estate, it will be preserved; if not, let it go to ruin.
To day she was eloquent, for it was her last day with her husband. She said, "Fie! do not sit thus silent; if I see not your face smiling as I die, I shall not die happy." Surja Mukhi also had thus spoken. In death all are equal. Struck to the heart, Nagendra said in troubled tones, "Why have you done this? Why did you not send for me?"
Surja Mukhi saw all this from a distance, and when the two showed signs of being deep in conversation she called Kamal and pointed them out to her. Kamal said: "What of that? they are only talking. She is a woman, not a man." "Who knows?" said Surja. "I think it is a man in disguise; but I will soon find out. How wicked Kunda must be!"
If I had ruled my passions, would she have been brought to die such a death in a strange place? I am her murderer. What slayer of father, mother, or son, is a greater sinner than I? Was Surja Mukhi my wife only? She was my all.
To hear the name of Surja Mukhi from your lips gives me pain; on your account Surja Mukhi has abandoned me." This was known to Kunda, yet to hear Nagendra say it hurt her. She asked herself: "Is this censure? How evil is my fate, yet I have committed no fault; Surja Mukhi brought about the marriage." She did not utter these thoughts aloud, but continued fanning.
Shall I please myself by uttering it for once? only in thought can I say it Nagendra, my Nagendra! Oh, what do I say? my Nagendra! What am I? Surja Mukhi's Nagendra. How often have I uttered this name, and what is the use? If he could have married me instead of Surja Mukhi! Let it go! I shall drown myself. If I were to do that what would happen?
She saw some one lying on the floor of the arbour, and concluded that it was he. She went forward to obtain a better new. Unfortunately the person arose and came out, and poor Kunda saw that it was not Nagendra, but Surja Mukhi. Frightened, Kunda stood still, she could neither advance nor recede. She saw that Surja Mukhi was walking about gathering flowers.
In my dream I saw myself with my head on Surja Mukhi's lap. If you could be Surja Mukhi, how joyful it would be!" The woman answered, "If it would delight you so much to see that unhappy being, then I am she." Nagendra started up, wiped his eyes, sat holding his temples, again rubbed his eyes and gazed; then bowing his head, he said in a low voice "Am I demented, or is Surja Mukhi living?
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