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O God, save me this time, and I will cast all my pride at my sister-in-law's feet. I could bear it no longer. I went straight to the Bara Rani. She was in the verandah, spicing her betel leaves, Thako at her side. The sight of Thako made me shrink back for a moment, but I overcame all hesitation, and making a low obeisance I took the dust of my elder sister-in-law's feet.
All of a sudden my maid Khema rushed into the room, dishevelled. "Give me my wages and let me go," she screamed. "Never in all my life have I been so ..." The rest of her speech was drowned in sobs. "What is the matter?" Thako, the Bara Rani's maid, it appeared, had for no rhyme or reason reviled her in unmeasured terms.
Every now and then it seemed to me that there was some noise in the direction of my rooms, upstairs. Could it be that my husband had missed the key of the safe, and the Bara Rani had assembled all the servants to help him to hunt for it? No, I must not pay heed to these sounds. Let me shut the door. I rose to do so, when Thako came panting in: "Rani Mother, oh, Rani Mother!" "Oh get away!"
Here was truth impetuous truth which rushed in and overflowed all bounds, truth which was a thousand times truer than the Bara Rani with her maid, Thako and her silly songs, and all the rest of them who talked and laughed and wandered about ... "Fifty thousand!" Sandip had demanded. "What is fifty thousand?" cried my intoxicated heart. "You shall have it!"
When, tomorrow, my iron safe will be opened in the presence of these Khema, Thako, the milk-woman and all the rest ... Let me not think of it! Let me rather try to think what it will be like when this third day of Magh comes round again after a year has passed. Will all the wounds of my home life then be still as fresh as ever? ... Amulya writes that he will come later in the evening.
My sister-in-law was absorbed in her betel-nuts, the suspicion of a smile playing about her lips, as if nothing untoward had happened. She was still humming the same song. "Why has your Thako been calling poor Khema names?" I burst out. "Indeed? The wretch! I will have her broomed out of the house. What a shame to spoil your morning out like this!
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