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Thus Kunda remained as a burthen upon Nagendra. Nagendra had one sister, younger than himself, named Kamal Mani, whose father-in-law's house was in Calcutta. Her husband's name was Srish Chandra Mittra. Srish Babu was accountant in the house of Plunder, Fairly, and Co. It was a great house, and Srish Chandra was wealthy. He was much attached to his brother-in-law.
Then Srish Chandra repeated what the Brahmachari had told him of his meeting Surja Mukhi by the roadside, her illness, medical treatment, and improvement in health. Omitting many painful details, he concluded with the words: "Ram Kristo Kai did not relate all that Surja Mukhi had suffered." On hearing this, Nagendra rushed out of the house.
Nagendra sent people in all directions, Srish Chandra sent, and Kamal Mani sent.
Both sat silent for some moments; then Nagendra, looking up, said, "You do not believe in heaven. I do." Srish Chandra knew that formerly Nagendra had not believed in a heaven, and understood why he now did so understood that this heaven was the creation of love.
Is this love?" Kamal Mani received another letter from Surja Mukhi. It concluded thus: "Come, Kamal Mani, sister; except you I have no friend. Come to me." Kamal Mani was agitated; she could contain herself no longer. She felt that she must consult her husband. Srish Chandra, sitting in the inner apartments, was looking over the office account-books.
I think men understand nothing. Be that as it may, arrange your affairs, husband; we must go to Govindpur." "But," replied Srish, "can you stop the marriage?" "If not, I will die at my brother's feet." "Nay, you can't do that; but we may bring the new wife away. Let us try." Then both prepared for the journey to Govindpur. Early the next day they started by boat, and arrived there in due time.
My reputation must have spread for I next received a letter from a daughter. Here, however, I gently but firmly drew the line. All this time my friendship with Babu Srish Chandra Magundar ripened apace. Every evening he and Prija Babu would come to this little room of mine and we would discuss literature and music far into the night. Sometimes a whole day would be spent in the same way.
After listening to the narration, Srish Chandra said: "It is surprising that you should not have met the Brahmachari, as it is only yesterday he left Calcutta for Madhupur in search of you." "What?" said Nagendra; "how did you meet with the Brahmachari?" "He is a very noble person," answered Srish. "Not receiving a reply to his letter to you, he went to Govindpur in search of you.
Srish Chandra sat down beside him, but Nagendra could say little; he could think only, "Surja Mukhi herself hastened to give Kunda to me in marriage; who then can object to my enjoying this happiness?" When, in the evening, the two gained self-control to talk together, Surja Mukhi related the affair of the marriage from beginning to end. Astonished, Kamal Mani said
"Neither cucumbers nor melons; this time a most valuable thing has been stolen." "Where is the robbery?" asked Srish. "The robbery took place at Govindpur. My elder brother had a broken shell in a golden box. Some one has stolen it." Srish, not understanding the metaphor, said "Your brother's golden casket is Surja Mukhi. What is the broken shell?" "Surja Mukhi's wits," replied Kamal.
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