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Her belief that Debendra did not love her had been her protection until now. When her love for Debendra was but in the germ she smilingly confessed it to herself, but turned away from him without hesitation. When the full-grown passion pierced her heart she took service to distract her thoughts. But when she imagined he loved her she had no desire to resist.
Hiramani spoke in faltering accents and wiped away an imaginary tear with the corner of her cloth. "How did yon learn all this?" asked Debendra Babu in deep anxiety. "I got the news only last night from the wife of the new Sub-Inspector who has come here on transfer.
The power which the ancient poets describe as having been used to disturb the meditations of Siva, who had renounced passion by that power Hira had lost her cunning. Then Debendra took his guitar, and, stimulated by wine, began to sing. His rich and cultivated voice gave forth such honied waves of song, that Hira was as one enchanted. Her heart became restless, and melted with love of Debendra.
From that time no one ever saw Hira in that part of the country; her name was no longer heard in Govindpur. Once only, a year later, she showed herself to Debendra. The poison tree planted by Debendra had by that time borne fruit; he was seized with a malignant disease, and as he did not cease drinking, the disease became incurable.
"By your kindness it will be accomplished," said Debendra. "Then do you remain here on the watch; I will bring her to you." With these words Hira went out of the summer-house. "Come quickly; there is a thief in the garden." Then Dobe, Chobe, Paure, and Teowari, taking thick bamboo sticks in their hands, started off for the flower-garden.
Did you not know of the talk about Tara Charan's house? Had you not heard that Debendra had been introduced to Kunda three years before? Why did you believe a drunkard's words?" "I did not think of that at the time. Now I do. My mind was wandering." As she spoke the faithful wife sank at Nagendra's feet, and clasping them with her hands, wetted them with her tears.
"Yours is, especially," said his cousin, "Have you fever to-day?" "No." "Is your liver out of order?" "It is as before." "Would it not be better to refrain from these excesses?" "What, drinking? How often will you speak of that? Wine is my constant companion," said Debendra. "But why should it be?" replied Surendra. "Wine was not born with you; you can't take it away with you.
On the one side, if I take Kunda home to the Dattas, Kamal will give me the necklace, and the Grihini also will give me something. Shall I spare the Babu? On the other hand, if I give Kunda to Debendra Babu, I shall get a large sum of money at once. But I can't do that. Why does Debendra think Kunda so beautiful?
On account of these gifts he was received into the Brahmo Samaj of Debendra Babu, the zemindar of Debipur, and reckoned as one of that Babu's retinue. Tara Charan wrote many essays on widow-marriage, on the education of women, and against idol-worship; read them weekly in the Samaj, and delivered many discourses beginning with "Oh, most merciful God!"
He heartily despised the fellow's unutterable baseness, but reflected that he had been an old friend of his father's. He undertook the prisoner's defence. In due course Debendra Babu, with Abdullah, was brought before the Deputy Magistrate of Ghoria on various grave charges. The evidence established a strong prima facie case against both, and Nalini Babu reserved his defence.
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