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The  king  said,  “I  will  marry  my

             daughter to him.”
                  Who  can  interfere  with  a  king’s

             command?  At  once,  the  boy  was
             called  and  the  marriage  garlands
             were exchanged between him and
             the princess.

                  At this point, I came up close to
             my  wise  Grannie  and  asked  her

             eagerly, “What then?”
                  In  the  bottom  of  my  heart,

             there  was  a  devout  wish  to
             substitute myself for that    fortunate
             wood-gatherer  of  seven  years  old.
             The  night  was  rainy.  The  earthen

             lamp by my bedside was burning low.
             My grandmother’s voice droned         on as
             she  told  the  story.  And  all  these  things
             served to create in a corner of my heart the belief that I had been gathering sticks in the

             dawn  of  some  indefinite  time  in  the  kingdom  of  some  unknown  king  and  in  a  moment
             garlands had been exchanged between me and the princess, beautiful as the Goddess of
             Grace. She had a gold band on her hair and gold earrings in her ears. She had a necklace and
             bracelets  of  gold  and  a  golden  waist-chain  round  her  waist  and  a  pair  of  golden  anklets

             tinkled above her feet.

                  With joy and delight, I asked Grannie, “What then?”
                  Grannie went on, “Then the princess took her little husband  substitute : artificial
             away in great distress and built a large palace with seven wings          fortunate : having good fortune
                                                                                       drone : making a dull sound
             and began to cherish her husband with great care.”
                  I jumped up and down in my bed and clutched at the bolster more tightly than ever and

             said, “What then?”
                  Grannie  continued,  “The  little  boy  went  to  school  and  learnt  many  lessons  from  his

             teachers and as he grew up”, his class-fellows began to ask him, “Who is that beautiful lady
             who lives with you in the palace with the seven wings?” The Brahman’s son was eager to
             know who she was. He could only remember how one day he had been gathering sticks and
             a great disturbance arose. But, all that was so long ago that he had no clear recollection.




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