the fire in search of sensual pleasure, but I have never touched the fire. Now let me see if by searching I can find in the stone a heart of blood and veins.
Pe. I cannot understand anything of this either.
Lu. In this Agra have I ever loved anybody?
Pe. (softly.) Not a single one.
Lu. Then if I am not made of stone, what am I?
Pe. Then if you want to love now, why don't you do so?
Lu. I do want to; and that is the reason I am leaving Agra.
Pe. What is the necessity of that? Are there no people in Agra, that you should go to a country of barbarians? Why do you not love him who loves you? whether in beauty, riches, wealth, or aught else, who is greater than the King of Delhi?
Lu. When the sun and moon remain in the sky, why does water fall?
