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I remained firm. "If I could have told you, it would have been made over to him in your presence!" "So you think Amulya will not tell me?" "No, he will not." Sandip could not conceal his anger any longer. "You think you will gain the mastery over me?" he blazed out. "That shall never be. Amulya, there, would die a happy death if I deigned to trample him under foot.
Praise, praise, I want unceasing praise. I cannot live if my wine-cup be left empty for a single moment. So, as the very price of my life, I want Sandip of all the world, today. When my husband nowadays comes in for his meals I feel I cannot sit before him; and yet it is such a shame not to be near him that I feel I cannot do that either. So I seat myself where we cannot look at each other's face.
"The mechanics will claim their wages before they deliver their supplies," he said. Sandip swelled his chest as he retorted: "Don't you trouble about that. Their wages shall be paid." "I shall bespeak the festive music when the payment has been made, not before," my husband answered. "You needn't imagine that we are depending on your bounty for the music," said Sandip scornfully.
The face of his, which I saw in the morning light, had nothing of the magic radiance of genius. "Will you leave the room," I blurted out. Sandip smiled. "Since Amulya is not here," he remarked, "I should think my turn had come for a special talk." My fate was coming back upon me. How was Ito take away the right I myself had given. "I would be alone," I repeated.
I am not after dead logs but living trees and these will take time to grow." "I am afraid, sir," sneered the history student, "that you will get neither log nor tree. Sandip Babu rightly teaches that in order to get, you must snatch. This is taking all of us some time to learn, because it runs counter to what we were taught at school.
My husband, at this, broke his silence. "You must confess," said he, "that you have as immense an attraction for foreign medicine as the earth has for meteors. You have three shelves in your sitting-room full of..." Sandip Babu broke in: "Do you know what they are? They are the punitive police.
"What sorcery is this of yours!" exclaimed Sandip next day. "Amulya is a boy no longer, the wick of his life is all ablaze. Who can hide your fire under your home-roof? Every one of them must be touched up by it, sooner or later, and when every lamp is alight what a grand carnival of a Dewali we shall have in the country!"
Sandip certainly has attractive qualities, which had their sway also upon myself; but yet, I feel sure, he is not a greater man than I. If the wreath of victory falls to his lot today, and I am overlooked, then the dispenser of the wreath will be called to judgement. I say this in no spirit of boasting.
I kept my heart tightly pressed down, and merely nodded my head. Sandip was speechless. He neither touched the rolls, nor uttered a sound. My humiliation went straight to the boy's heart. With a sudden, feigned enthusiasm he exclaimed: "It's plenty. It will do splendidly. You have saved us." With which he tore open the covering of one of the rolls. The sovereigns shone out.
Had not so tremendous a man as Sandip fallen helplessly at my feet, like a wave of the mighty sea breaking on the shore? Had I called him? No, it was the summons of that magic spell of mine. And Amulya, poor dear boy, when he first came to me how the current of his life flushed with colour, like the river at dawn!
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